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The descent starts slow
until you found,
it's a real blow
to be bound.
Dreams
torment and bend
truth. You feel
trapped without..
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A small haiku about discovery
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Reading a book by dim lightWrapped up in comfort;Drumming patter of rainOnly breathing moment in that beat of timeExploring the world beneath Ink with..
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I hate it.The glint of the metalAs it slashes at theVery air.I hate it.A malice that pierces yourHeart and soul-Cold, unyielding,Without mercy.I hate ..
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