Blanc
We can see anything , anything
at all if we really truely believe
... simple faces as description
he scribbled in speech and action. So much Ambiguity.
Breaking Hives all over , jolt
to and fro , match points flares has been.
Held ashiver creeping bones o'er Dead Flesh
as autumn swam into His room in
the Abstract's Artist's reaction to
normal Gov. corruption : Told everything
is fine , looking up silver lining alley.
They say its democracy under terroist threat
Dear default citizen
Oh how you amaze..
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