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Metaphysical

Like the artifacts of ruins, you look back at the lost innocence. Too much knowing, was hurting. Life does not spare you twice. You arrive incognito in the jungle of fake hugs and kisses. Innovative. The fear strikes, bites with a lethal sting. Could not reverse the anhydrous eyes. Trying to exhaust the vision.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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