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Oct 2013
My voice is trapped in the cave of forgiveness.

My shallow palms
crave for stillness.

Forsaken with presence.
I lose my patience.

Cannot look still.
My eyes disillusionment's pill.

Pigeon from the cave sends me a message -
He, speaks instead of me and says;

Everything will pass.
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