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amassed above

dropped among lose ends
i traipsed within time
encompassed by its whole
slipping only when forced

i do but assume an escape,
as i write said word

elongated to my own existence, belief
whole honest truths

not able to realise. that within stems my future

to be seen
as me

alone

rife

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