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Mar 2016
when I close my eyes
I find simplistic nirvana
in remembering
the way his face shapes
as if it was molded with an effort
so meaningful that the artist
wanted to share it with the world

and to think that I was once
his version of a world that
needed a masterpiece added
to its gallery
-DDF
Destiny Fleming
Written by
Destiny Fleming  The Abyss
(The Abyss)   
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