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Mar 2022
slowly the clock strikes
slooowllllly
time a meer mirage-
an illusion that imprisons
us to what one is told to do.
slooowlllly
night becomes day.
foreseen infinite concieves me, as I concieve it.
prayers of eons in but hours.
the love of relation: you being there to become with me, as I, you.
all while in a timeless space.
sanctuary, in any darker room
slooowlllly.
Tyler
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Tyler  24/M/PA
(24/M/PA)   
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   SUDHANSHU KUMAR
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