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Jan 2021
I want to feel it...
I want it so bad, it lingers when I think about it.
The touch, the taste, the wordless emotion and the vibe of pure depth.
The tongue flips on a page of lost wisdom.
How to feel now is neither questionable, nor transparent.
I feel nothing.
Flat out, bored...
My mind is destroyed
Raven
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Raven  28/F/South Africa Cape Town
(28/F/South Africa Cape Town)   
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