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Nov 2023
because of sadistic hands
we grow bigger hands
to grab, pull, squeeze, pierce
every body has its dread
darkness is pushing the boundary
pushing us against the volcanic
visions of the depth while
looking for its light or its
might
who knows
irinia
Written by
irinia  where East meets West
(where East meets West)   
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     CJ Sutherland and irinia
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