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holding on
Broken sensations flood the brain,
attempting analysis would be in vain,
a relentless emotional maelstrom,
wreaking havoc in the mind’s kingdom.
The weather has settled,
a calm both before and after a storm,
stuck in a time loop,
ashen nimbi gather around with scorn.
A shattered refraction pierces the veil,
unveiling islands in various shades of gray,
paths ...
Saturday 5th June 2021 8:31 pm
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