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Nov 2015
As a boat pass by
I got a teary eye
Its moving me into riptide
Flat bent forward dishonest ride
I mourn for peace
In small drops of water from sky
Where birds try to flap high
Into my hungered dark cloudy eye
Standing on cracked rocks
Melting deep into a moment
Deep in sink sea
That drowns me far from me
Like a palm tree losing life
Bent, broken, and still unused
In a moment of still illusion
I forgot the heartfelt pain that i imprisoned
Slam
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