Lala~
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A recurring track,
A recurring track,
echoes vastly in spacious expanse,
descending to stifling epiphany.
I obliviously grin,
the impersonating sensation lingers,
summoning simultaneous poser cravings.
I wash out,
this docile scepticism,
disappearing into this unprotected ecstacy.
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2 comments:
I like the poem, very nice noh. <3
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