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Seems like under the moon is where I can be honest. I’m here again. Everyone Is going about their business. I hurt. From lack. What I feel Can’t be put down. I need I don’t know. I have, I’m contented. But there’s a big void. I’m tired. But I need To keep going. Need to…

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Till the END

Slowly, no need to rush, Walk inside, The walls have just been repainted, The paint hasn’t dried yet… The floor has been re-carpeted, tread carefully Don’t hurt me Remove your shoes, Barefeet… Walk carefully. Go slow Don’t rush. Don’t fear. I need you. Be kind, don’t hurt me, It is all new in here A…

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Dreams; We’ll Get There

Oh the splendidness of existence! We shine. Through glasses! And perform in meadows, Cut off from all troubles. The plasticity in the screens, The hate in the 140 streets. Apart we are from this. We dream, only hits. Marbles in our hands, Covered in dirt and dust. Sweet Swahili in our mouths With Brilliant tales…

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Lea(i)ving

“Running in the rain, Falling in the mud, Jumping, breaking… Fuming,” Broken-glass thoughts, Restlessness. 3 AM Tears. Pain; Hope is lost. ‘Hope?’   “Cold. Shivers. Coffee. Laughter and anger. Kisses and memories. Hugs. Silence and cafune…” Worry, doubt. Resentment. Pain; everyday it will rain at 4 AM… Remember the songs we sung? ‘We?’   Here…

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