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Sep 2021
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Clandestine words of never-worlds
They seem eluding as ever and escaping me
They are

They are and bare a simple truth
We've never been its never-been

And machines, they lean on me to be alive
They never can and so can't I

What we see is never there
And so what if we never dare to care

It might be kind
To turn an eye
To live a lie
To see the truth
For which to
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   Imran Islam
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