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Nov 2018
Sad , grey, smokes , among a blue mist , travelling toward nothing

Onyx , lively , ravenous beauty , caller of death , flying among the clouds

Effect , drops , Ripples , swaying like a Swan , toward a peacful nothing causing tidals

Me , something, anything , nothing , looking , living , dying , being .....
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