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Dec 2016
I just sit here, wasting my thoughts on
nothingness, technicolour images are
viewed but never given reflection in
to the views of reality...

My lessons of deliberation leave my energies
of expelling of any significance woefully stale.
I'm just going to let some things linger inside,
never to view through the window, only a shadow.
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
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