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Rebuilding grammar

My body was once a TEMPLE. Semantic memories fade like MISCONSTRUCTED. sentences Too many commas Too many expressions PAUSED. Yet they go on and on Full stops where EMPTY. promises should have been Upper case convictions for lower case hearts Filling gaps and leaving no space to breathe CONFINED. by suffocating vocabularies UNFORGIVABLE. utterances lingering on. My body was once a temple . My body was once bold .
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Nonnie
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Sep 8, 2018
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Learning to realize the impurities that pierce the temple that I supposedly embody. It’s insane how significant a role the coexistence of good and bad play in painting the beauty of life .

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#understanding#soul#hellopoetry#art#aware
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