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I am no longer crucified; but Still holding the esoteric identity That no talisman would object. I am still battling the demon Within me; I am still waiting for the hours to fill in. I am still longing for the moment to bill in. I am no longer coot; But surprisingly, Still trying to declare something refute. I am just an object to your talisman; Waiting for the ultimate order. Order from chaos is what everyone wants But, What I want is no longer hidden from the Dark tricks of destiny. I am no longer mundane, To the emptiness or the void Still deterring, the dark empty horizon, Still following the path of the esoteric, Still longing for the feeling of the belonging... ~NIKITA MANSINGHKA
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Apr 30, 2020
Apr 30, 2020 at 11:23 AM UTC
The crucification
I am no longer crucified; but Still holding the esoteric identity That no talisman would object. I am still battling the demon Within me; I am still waiting for the hours to fill in. I am still longing for the moment to bill in. I am no longer coot; But surprisingly, Still trying to declare something refute. I am just an object to your talisman; Waiting for the ultimate order. Order from chaos is what everyone wants But, What I want is no longer hidden from the Dark tricks of destiny. I am no longer mundane, To the emptiness or the void Still deterring, the dark empty horizon, Still following the path of the esoteric, Still longing for the feeling of the belonging... ~NIKITA MANSINGHKA
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Apr 30, 2020
Apr 30, 2020 at 11:23 AM UTC
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