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Jun 2019
curled up,
eyes shut
with my back facing reality.
go unnoticed til you seek a source of
mutable mentality.
then you glimpse me at the corner of your eyes;
on accident,
on purpose,
by surprise?
or maybe by coincidence.
in a state,
sinking in a sunken place
eager to stand still
but the world, it never waits..
Written by
the black rose  F/the islands
(F/the islands)   
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     Fawn, Bogdan Dragos, --- and chloe
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