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May 28
I itch to find the right words,
so as not to come off all messy and absurd
yet a lot of oppositions exist even before a word or two
all these words remain unsaid just as how it used to;
reserve your wit,
reserve your advice,
reserve all your chaos,
because sometimes words come off as swords
when all emotions and thoughts come off unfathomed and cluttered.

Iléana Amara
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Iléana Amara  16/F/calm in the chaos
(16/F/calm in the chaos)   
     Carlo C Gomez and BLT
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