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Jun 2020
My Crystal *****
  never say that kick
coming....

Now when I look at them,
        there is a hue of
            bruised reflection.
that sometimes the future
is hidden from my sight..

And when I try to look at them
        I just see my past mistakes..
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
(On Oblivions Doorstep)   
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