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Nov 2019
How many images of little ashes have surrounded the sky?
Unclear buzzing, as if I am trapped in some illusion.
Abandoned pregnancy, suddenly left home and took up isolation. Terrific massacre of clean momentary weirdness in the mind.
Illusion, dream, nostalgia, childhood, unstable, thought, away from home, isolation
Written by
Ashok Meena
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   Bogdan Dragos
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