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I felt the world at a finger tip, It tingled And radiated, Radius. Sedated, I am medicated on absence And excess. You are the mirror to me, My existential mess, Superiority and minority thought. Superficial and fictitiously bought, Buyer from the sold, Silver to the raindrop, Water to your gold. It drips Fingertips, Touched the world at a lark, Till light fled, Leaving the dark. I bid farewell to new, And hello to you.
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Aug 12, 2010
Aug 12, 2010 at 1:31 AM UTC
Existential Mess
I felt the world at a finger tip, It tingled And radiated, Radius. Sedated, I am medicated on absence And excess. You are the mirror to me, My existential mess, Superiority and minority thought. Superficial and fictitiously bought, Buyer from the sold, Silver to the raindrop, Water to your gold. It drips Fingertips, Touched the world at a lark, Till light fled, Leaving the dark. I bid farewell to new, And hello to you.
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Aug 12, 2010
Aug 12, 2010 at 1:31 AM UTC
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