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May 2015
Infinity dancing around my head
                     I dare not lay to rest until the page is done with me
Space with time will lend its ears to a reformed call
    Can the truth be written by nobody

Will the powerless provoke another drink
         Can the perpetrator elude all evidence from you
How can one even compare a brass bold penny
       To divinity and the essence of one's being
Today continued
pipparich
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pipparich  Melbourne
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