• kiarac8 5w

    One hand still in the present...

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    My Universe

    Tripping after
    The fragrances and odors
    Of every passing
    Episode

    Not minding
    The cliffs and stumps
    Subliminally
    Injuring

    Will reality
    Keep gripping my wrist
    And coaxing
    Till I return?

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