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Dec 2018
Cradle me in-between the
suffocation
                         of your lies.

For when I breath a new...

I know that every word is spoken
               with fresh breath.


Not tainted by
                the past exhalations
of what were  
                      expelled from you..
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
(On Oblivions Doorstep)   
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