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Jun 2020
A tendency or trait I have
to sense,
comprehend what others may not,
and then for it to go
the other way round,
put all the way
into the oblivion back.
Apprehension…?
A child in mature sage's eyes
and a sage in a ignorantly joyful, gullible child's eyes
I am.
Dante Rocío
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Dante Rocío  Agender/Польша
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