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Nov 2018
The mists are beautiful at night.
They hold you in their cool embrace,
And crickets songs keep you trapped in this place.

You must see through these clouds of smoke,
That veil horrors of which you can't cope.
Those who control the vile smoke machines,
Are those with hands all but clean.

Most people don't see it,
Most people don't want see it.
But some people ...
Live to expose it.
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Kushal  25/M/South Africa
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