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Worry?
Do not.
It’s fine
You know.
Don’t lie.
You don’t
Believe
I’m real.
Yet if,
If so,
Then who,
Made you?
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I smiled, feeling its warning presence. Hot and fast in my veins, my heart pulsed, coursing my blood through its systematic track. Literally bleedi..
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But the fault meant nothing.
Whereas each step echoed out
Against the burnt ‘phault and sky.
Tatters hung limp,
Off each shoulder singing ..
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