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Aug 2016
I sat on a wounded chair
in a room filled with silence
and peace, nobody was there
I spoke to the dead and still
plastics of life, to seek,
love, comfort and care
Caged in my imagination
crowded , I was unaware  
I was not alone,  
I felt a deep stare

-Kaya
Kaya
Written by
Kaya  Dubai, UAE
(Dubai, UAE)   
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