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May 2018
An overwhelming feeling
under-
whelming

Seeping into my veins
slowly
bleeding

Corrupting my brain
ringing
whispers

Muddling my sight
dim
lights

Corroding my soul
draining
time

Until I am overtaken
Glazed
eyes

By my loss of will
Where
Loss of might
Am I?
Sans all
Yanamari
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Yanamari
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