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Hibernation

Tormented soul And the poetries sleeping underneath. Prosecuted silhouette, And the senses slough off and weep. Deep inside a cage It wants a hibernation. Throw some sorry look Penetrating an inapt haze. Serpentine days pass by Followed by strangled nights. And, then it wants to breathe, Under the warmth of ragged poetry.

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