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Aug 2015
There's a word in my head,
But I can't quite get it out,
It won't make itself known,
As if,
Scared to be seen,
To even have a single eye,
Cast its fleeting gaze,
And even subliminally,
Comprehend.
Parsavagely Kompenere
Written by
Parsavagely Kompenere  19/F/Yorkshire
(19/F/Yorkshire)   
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