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Thingless Poems - Poems about Thingless


Waiting
...Under the gaze of bald beliefs a warped dialect becomes a squeezer. Helplessly I watch the slashing of my wrists. Darkness burns, without light only intense heat. The expected miracle digs ......

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Categories: thingless, art
Form: I do not know?

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