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Mar 2019
Partial, in a staring contest
I see the small side, this little plastic plant
yet the leaves are colored white
How it sees beyond
I fathom, but can't
cause I know where the leaving
and I know where the none
in my front is a doppelganger
and she too, can see past
by my back is nameless man
who think he is divine

Now the world is draining colour
and I will hear the miming sound
like a fallen light in star dusts
a meteor that don't shine
shaded in lengthy numbness
it buried to the ground
Tint
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