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Oct 27
The void in your gaze will no longer
linger in your mind – we are merely silhouettes
in the daylight and the shadows of night; all our
skins woven from the fabric of midnight, and
each a unique hue of time.
Odd Odyssey Poet
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Odd Odyssey Poet  25/M/Zimbabwe
(25/M/Zimbabwe)   
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