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Jul 2015
Weary traveler among'st a dusty world.
Emptiness and form dancing,
As if they stand for something.

Not many comprehend a man of solitude.
Let me cast my dreams like a *** against a sleeping tree..
-
Kenshō
Written by
Kenshō  M
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     Andrew Name, Poetic T and Kenshō
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