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Nirvana
I struggle without hands
Have no mouth, to speak of
And my eyes avert.
I itch and blotch,
And the radiance of the sky
Illuminates my sheer loneliness.
Darkness can't come soon enough
'Though I fear my blanket will
one day
become the soil of my grave.
Wednesday 4th November 2020 12:49 pm
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