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A touch A kiss A prayer A smile Every form is a feel. So is the fear Is the dismay And the thought of Unmoving time. Deep pains unknown to self Reveals its presence Like an heart attack Its root cause cannot be found And lo its presence Can never be healed. Blessed are these moments of curse. Blessed I am for being cursed.
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Jan 11, 2020
Jan 11, 2020 at 9:09 AM UTC
A Feel
A touch A kiss A prayer A smile Every form is a feel. So is the fear Is the dismay And the thought of Unmoving time. Deep pains unknown to self Reveals its presence Like an heart attack Its root cause cannot be found And lo its presence Can never be healed. Blessed are these moments of curse. Blessed I am for being cursed.
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Jan 11, 2020
Jan 11, 2020 at 9:09 AM UTC
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