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Jun 2020
I wish this cold warmth of assurance could've been shared.

I hoped that you would've come along, as whole as you were.


((As thick as this lead is, my genuinity was for it all.))


But now, as thin and fading my writing becomes

I've become similar, with soul truly bare

And heart, flushed with actual sunlight.
Intermission between wake - sleep - dream - sleep - wake.

10th of February, 2018.
Batchelor
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Batchelor  30/M/Singapore
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