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Mirage

I lived in the rush to brush the dangerous, I ran right to the edge of love, hanging onto the illusion of you, the allure of a mirage in the expanding desert of prevarication.

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patricia-tsouros

Published: May 30, 2014
LinesWords: 134

Tags: #illusion #mirage

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