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[412] Why I Write
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I write to forget about what I’m thinking at the momentI write to remember all my tendencies to forget All of my habits are for my telic formwhere I avoid becoming a relic of the bygonesThey try to capture lightning I try to assimilate stillnessWhat is there to admit that I have already not admittedMy…
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[411] The War of Words
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Sculpt a body or sculpt a characterFind it all amidst the morning dewRepetition is key to catch the lightningto turn to-do post itsinto a man that flowsBreakthroughs catch you off guard if you only knewBrand new you andsacred knowledgecomes to fewThe dull morning newsshapes a million mindsand their anxieties as their morning cup brews to…
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[410] Denial Unravelling
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Absorbed all our songs to numb their melodies by repetitionTheir magic is lost and I still cannot be foundI can’t live in the white noise of our future that never wasLies under your sighs I cannot find a shed of truth under mine as wellWith all your complexitiesyou go to sleepas I lay awake trying…
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[409] Blue World
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Yellow light by the fireside Our eyes catch each other You can see that I can’t be anyone that I am now I look around and find it thereloneliness sitting by my sideI can be anything you want me to to not feel this wayI am against what my body wants me to feel for…
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[408] The Shapeless Blur Returns
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Suppression returns as an unfamiliar familiarity that was forgottenVile cuts on my soulan emptiness restoredAll the footsteps fade All the learnings lostThe dread of years agoawaits to rain on my paradeAlive and feeling numbA quiet night is a blur A flying bird mocks the ones who fall on their own Widescreen narrow lanescontours of the…
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[407] The Night Passes in a Whisper
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It never dawns when random thoughts becomefixated in your mind when their first brush with youfelt so harmless in its devilish poiseThey arrive in a breeze to live like a storm and cause havoc in your daily patternsto take you further away from your ownThe great reset is required to feel the velvet touch againto…
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[406] An Unbreakable Infinite Bubble
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I seek for everything and nothing I am pining for everyone and no one at allI am lying when I’m truthful to all my basal urgesin the hope of discriminating betweenthe intuition that is right and the impulse that is wrongCalm, elevated and singularI stay fixated in my equipoise beingbut when I stray from the…
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[405] The Memory You Will Forget
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Separation Suspended in airFlights of supersonic speedor your fanciesI’ve landed in a liminal spacewhere the afterthoughtsgive way for thoughtsabout to arriveI start relating with the footnotewhich gives respite from the passageadding more to what you already knew andto understand better what you will knowThe umbilical cord is cutand I arrive at the threshold of change…
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[404] Never Meant To Be | Magnetic Poem
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Here is my attempt at Magnetic Poetry. It’s a form of poetry where various words are given for you to choose in the order you deem fit. Once you’re satisfied, et voila, you have a magnetic poem. They say that creativity gets a spark when you have limitations in place and magnetic poetry does exactly…
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[403] The Man Who Was A Believer
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Delayed feelingsI receive lucid thoughtsamidst dissonant catastrophes Anachronistic events found in the lost and found folder of my glitched mind The prognosis is incompleteas the believer of the mythlays out the future blindfoldedin the form of the forgotten past The believer forgets the essence in the lure of the surface level glimpsesThe dust accumulates not…
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