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Sep 2013
My dreams and life contrasting
in the abstract I pretend to transcend
I feel the ground collapsing
So I spark up and promise myself its godsend
Spent on the nonsense so I absolve
Then slowly revolve again
Ascending to the sky on the wings of deceit;
I cascade downward in a thousand droplets of oblivion
Cunning Linguist
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Cunning Linguist  29/M/An illusion of reality
(29/M/An illusion of reality)   
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