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Oct 2018
he's a slow-motion
car crash.
he's hurtling
straight into this brick wall,
so calm,
typically these things happen
in an instant,
but we can all see
where this is headed.
blurry faces
and unknown places,
stop and stare
at the collision
in motion,
and alluring.
metaphor for several things... i wonder what and who we each think of
Written by
ali  18/F/hidden within my words
(18/F/hidden within my words)   
       Lily, MicMag, Anne Scintilla, ---, c and 5 others
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