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Un-Shore
Still at shore with the weight of gaffes around my dreams
Afraid to set a course
At odds with all but how it seems
Perception sits on the thrown of what is
What is not cannot stand to the claims of what should be
With demise almost a certainty
Almost - becomes the theme that moves me
Fastened to procrastination
Circumventing the truth
Giving ear to assumptions
Off the...
Friday 29th July 2016 8:34 pm
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