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‌ I am at the bare limits Of everything Arriving home Or losing it all I have to bite My own tongue again To silence Anyway (an apology won't prevent Hands from stretching these sapphires in time) It's "spilled" in past But spill in both present And future, Hence they're the same Only bridged by "will" Fruitfuled Only mirages Spilling the words From holed bag, Grasp, cripply only mirages I knew these were Nothing but mirages As they unfurled beneath Night sky ~grasp~ Put a mirror Beside bed   ‌   ‌
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Jun 1, 2022
Jun 1, 2022 at 2:03 PM UTC
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‌ I am at the bare limits Of everything Arriving home Or losing it all I have to bite My own tongue again To silence Anyway (an apology won't prevent Hands from stretching these sapphires in time) It's "spilled" in past But spill in both present And future, Hence they're the same Only bridged by "will" Fruitfuled Only mirages Spilling the words From holed bag, Grasp, cripply only mirages I knew these were Nothing but mirages As they unfurled beneath Night sky ~grasp~ Put a mirror Beside bed   ‌   ‌
YlangYlang
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Jun 1, 2022
Jun 1, 2022 at 2:03 PM UTC
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