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Jul 2012
7.
I feel so weak,
incomplete.
Breathing
tightened,
insanity heightened.
Blood
so bleached,
oyxgen out of reach.
Bones
cracking,
demons cackling.
Ronyo
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Ronyo
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   Alireza Zibaie
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