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Jan 2018
I'm the man of yesterday,
reversing through this life.

Watching memories in stop motion,
through discolored lens.

Blurred faces with familiar voices,
cutting them out from frame.

My soul,two-tone Silhouette,
was never connected with human touch.

Let me capture those perfect moment,
before tears touched the ground...
before I understood this world...
Domagoj
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Domagoj  21/M
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