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Orchid
Poems
Jun 2024
Spoken words
Imperative movements aid the predator's success
It is a Race of Arms
Just as Gods own intent,
Eventually, I'll leave this world in peace I concur
And I will lay in snakeskin
Whilst adorned with fur.
We were fooled by an extrovert's own impropriety
You may call it a lost cause
I call it society.
β¦
You may call it fantasy
Yet I shamed it with piety
Written by
Orchid
21/F/England
(21/F/England)
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