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Feb 2020
I only conjure sweet words
When the world is
Hushed and indistinct
I ponder if I am a creature of the night

But I am simply restless
And these words are mere distractions
From all of the pain I'm feeling
Another wall I've painted eloquently

To convince myself
This isolated, sunless world
Is more enchanting
Than anything reality
Could ever grant me.
A poem I wrote at 3 am.
Ginn Mosxa
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Ginn Mosxa  26/F
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