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Oct 2015
Boom.
Melted explosion,
Flammable implosion.
It’s shaken upside down,
But instead of not recognising it,
You analyse it.
You just outdated aging,
You can’t just see things,
You’re doomed,
But living the nothingness,
Cause nothing lasts more than this,
Cause everything heads off,
Once you open up,
Late bloomer.
Keep it down,
And bloom to the last boom.
Maya Akiki
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Maya Akiki  Lebanon
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