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Jun 2016
You are a cavity
filled with whirlpools
a cancerous repetition of nebulas
pirouetting to a tone
you do not understand
any longer

there is no smile nor frown
only frozen veins,
traced to the point of
fragile in its familiarity

tears do not have any place here
so you bleed it inside and
endure the frost bite

a never ending winter
who had forgotten its lover
shivering despite the
spreading like a forest fire

they say that there is no cold,
only the absence of
Frustation on not being able to write a beautiful poem
Written by
Nabs  Indonesia
   --- and its gonna make sense
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