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Flower
Wintry nights, no sun shines
Where to bloom there's no place for gloom by my side
By the time, I will withered away
But indelible marks wouldn't fade away
Tuesday 6th October 2020 1:59 pm
Rush Hour Treat...
Emotional turmoil
Tranquility sporadic
The future unknown yet frightful
A familiar face in the crowd
So warm, inviting and sweet...
Everything makes sense again
Hope is reignited
Fear, is once again
For the time being
Obsolete...
( " PSYCOBABBLING" )
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