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Apr 2020
In the first moment of truth there is brilliance.

In the second moment of truth there is clarity.

In the last moment of truth there is resignation ; the tunnel of darkness exploding into light.
Kiss the world with winter flowers.
Bare my name in frozen hours.

October 2017.
Batchelor
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Batchelor  30/M/Singapore
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