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Oct 2017
Sometimes
I think I can hear you loud and clear
On the other end
Of this channeling soul.

But I am always deathly afraid
That it's just meaningless
Perpetual echoes
Circling within my own
Closed and hollow
Inescapably fragile
Heart.
Yue Wang Yitkbel
Written by
Yue Wang Yitkbel  31/Toronto
(31/Toronto)   
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