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Apr 2016
A box or a closet,
It won't matter even if you closed it.

Thick walls will look like paper,
Like ice that will melt sometime later.

Camouflage will only pop up,
Illusions are not enough to make it stop.

Eyes that pierces through anyone,
Gives a lot of burden to those that have one.
We tend to look only on the things we wanted to see, but our eyes are too sharp to be blocked by what we want
Luminous Night
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Luminous Night
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   Vanessa Gatley
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