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Tuesday, 7 June 2016

Poem: Illusion of Serendipity

Sedated by an odd sense of loss, 
Swaddled in cesspool of darkness, 
What, exactly, have I thrown out 
The window with my might? 

Its a strange, foreign feeling, 
An odd sense of lightening, 
Yet I am washed over by antiquity, 
Straddling my illusion of serendipity. 

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