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Without You

I am tranquilized smoke of the tired compulsion I am cigarettes cinder hidden into the ashtray I am the priceless cover of the old wine bottle I am the strayed love child lying in the dark innards of night In legitimacy, I am lost civilized Even then I am the width path into the true self The sovereign free sky of the field, destination, continual traveler I seek the path differently In the night darkness, in the alone silent light crying out to find me, Nothing I find in this emptiness Oath on the name of Your Mercy Without You, I do not find any way -February 23, 2020 Chattogram

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Date: 2/29/2020 1:11:00 AM
This makes me think deep thoughts, and I wonder how you came up with such a wonderful write.
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