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Apr 2017
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The waves are still amidst the the twinkling waters
And you hear the echo of a distant hymn,
fading and fading and fading

Paint splashed all over the sky
in a mix of colors instilled in you;
dripping in anger, confusion, joy, despair
You run aimlessly to escape the truth
only to find your feet on a mirrored image,
it's fading and fading and fading

You find yourself in a box, engulfed in darkness
You flick a light but it keeps on dimming
You struggle to escape, ending in misery
The turmoil erupts and it's suffocating
Like a wheel, the cycle keeps on spinning and spinning

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My thoughts aren’t flowing smoothly

Β© Cyrille Octaviano, 2017
Cyrille Octaviano
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Cyrille Octaviano
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