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Here I am sitting on my college armchair
numbing my **** for the sake of waiting.
Spoiling my breath for there's no one around.
Hearing my own pulse for it is too quiet!
365 Poems for my 365 Days

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How painful are the hornets' stings!
A flickering sensation through my veins
that introduces me to my own doomsday.
My blood slowly infused with their venom!
365 Poems for my 365 Days

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