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 Sep 2013 Noelle
Maria Imran
Towards the road of sanity
Do I walk

And stumble across the fields

Of judgements

And fall, twice
Or thrice.
Then I fall
Uncountable times.

How you judge me,
Is your business.
But I make it mine.
Scribbled it fast and rough. Doesn't really has to make sense, you know.
Thursday, September 19, Two zero One three.
© Maria Imran a.k.a RandomlyAbstract.

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