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Feb 2015
the nature says
"it's time for you to rekindle
with you own soul,
fight no more and return to it"

it's almost impossible
she found her new soul
it's black and dwellable
it's warm and kissable
it's suit her naive world

"yes, it's dwellable but intangible
it's warm but impermanent"
myr
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