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That eerie feeling of impending doom- Doom that is not Armageddon or apartheid; But a hiccup that could put a wrinkle on your path The one, you can feel but not explain. Your, being, scream caution to your limbs Your head is in a swirl of mixed emotions Anger and exasperation sync on an unlikely tandem Time slows and you could hear the nano clicking ticks. Sapiens, we are, and we need to believe For the feel in our jellies, are stories Floating passed through generations- Sands of time: unsettling, familiar, close encounters.
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Jun 24, 2019
Jun 24, 2019 at 2:50 PM UTC
unsettling
That eerie feeling of impending doom- Doom that is not Armageddon or apartheid; But a hiccup that could put a wrinkle on your path The one, you can feel but not explain. Your, being, scream caution to your limbs Your head is in a swirl of mixed emotions Anger and exasperation sync on an unlikely tandem Time slows and you could hear the nano clicking ticks. Sapiens, we are, and we need to believe For the feel in our jellies, are stories Floating passed through generations- Sands of time: unsettling, familiar, close encounters.
Unsettling feeling
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Jun 24, 2019
Jun 24, 2019 at 2:50 PM UTC
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