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Aug 2017
sometimes i feel as though i am such a tormented soul
for i gaze and graze upon thousands galore
i feel i am flexible
fluid
wavering
i can transition from hard to soft, in the matter of seconds

like the night sky and it's embers and flames
i feel in tune with all thousands, millions of decays
i look upon the women before my own

gazing nights and mystical convictions
i am formed by millions of these convictions

nothing encompasses my broken heart
broken for it is
divided
as divided as it is fluid--

thousand lies
for
nothing that is fluid
nothing that is understanding
is ever grounded

nothing that is fluid
nothing that is understanding
may ever be able to stay.
Unkempt hair and a messy soul
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Unkempt hair and a messy soul  Singapore
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