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Puds Feb 2020
In A Thoughtless Misplaced Dream
In A Stare Without A Theme
Hours Spent Under Monochrome
Skies
Numbed Senses And Grey Stained
Eyes
Hear The Wind Whisper Of A Coup
Then The Sky Peels Back
And My Eyes Turn Blue
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