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Jul 2014
you cannot hear me falling
no-one can, in fact
I’ve learnt how to subdue (ages ago) when the world was still birthing and thinking up its silly existence

Old habit, long practise

saddenly, you caught your glad bliss in neglect
and why are you tiptoeing in your dreams?
why now?
alwaystrying
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   --- and purple orchid
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