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Nov 2018
Facing sideways,
A tear trails down
My face.

My mind is racing,
Zigzagging.
Forming.
Calculating.
Identifying.
Backtracki­ng.
My mind is simply marveling...

In all the things
In my life.
The good.
The bad.

My mood,
Feels so sad.

It’s late.
And a door for contemplation appeared.
Seemed like the right gate
To open...
On a winter night
Like tonight.

When the silence is ever so vast.
And the darkness is ever so deep and unending...
TBC? i might work on this more? just came up with it last night! thanks for reading, if u do read my stuff lol
Dor
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Dor  24/F/221 B Baker Street
(24/F/221 B Baker Street)   
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