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May 2017
I'm lost in the nebulous dimension of my thoughts.
walking the tightrope of fantasy and reality
Unable to distinguish which is which.  

I'm Lost inside the verses of the song searching for an unknown miracle perhaps.
I never quite figure it out.

I watched as the blood of my ancestry oozed out my wrist
Unrecognisable by my own reflection.
'A disappoinment'
I whisper
Ife
Written by
Ife  20/F/London
(20/F/London)   
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