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A feeling of desperation,fleeting impressions a never ending quest susceptible to misfortune sounds hanging in the air akin to a tempest conspire to frustrate.The ignited by the most mundane,ideas appear in the mind,intangible,seemingly from nowhere.A phoenix risen from the ashes brings to light the oral to the aural,adds value by mouth to ear.Surreal ,perhaps romantic,a feeling of contentment of being there at the point of soft promise,of this I never tire.This struggle,truth filled by words mortality living in verse to radiate into the reader’s eye& ear.
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