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Nov 2017
Idle hands unseen, scarred and alone,
A tortured mind left unfettered by his fellow man,
The flesh falters and slips, heart hardened to stone,
Eyes burn like hellfire, again he slices off his lifespan.

His river now barren and dry,
The soil around him consumes and devours,
Time unspent well, his end is deformed and awry,
Decades birthing years, birthing days, birthing hours.
Linkuya
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