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Terb Dleiftah Apr 2017
Machine
They come forth with spinning faces
Singing a chorus of foreign objects
They want to show you
The macrocosm that coexists
Within ours
You are not you
I am not me
We all are
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Terb Dleiftah Apr 2017
Evol
What is
Love, what the ****
Is love?
Merely a chemical
Perhaps not produced
Within my hollow shell
Love, simply a mirage
A six-year mirage
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