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Dec 2016
Oh I feel so angry yet numb,
     my nerves are teetering in the rush,
my eyes flashing like crazed
     brim stones set on fire,
yet it's just a cold ache
     a burning numb sensation,
as I revel in others'
pitiful,
       anguishing,
               strikingly cold and grinding hot,
                                     ignorance.
winter sakuras
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winter sakuras  20/F/somewhere only we know
(20/F/somewhere only we know)   
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