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Feb 2017
I possess nothing,
no power
or authority,
all I have is
this body, mind
and soul,
and I wish nothing
will stumble upon it,
as I will change
all the directions
and possessions
towards the
eternal space and hole
that I have created and breathe
for you to contend with.

Everything is out
of my hand,
and it is hard for me
to understand.
Written by
afteryourimbaud  Kuala Lumpur
(Kuala Lumpur)   
387
   Samara
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