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    Dunking a cookie, O, sweet Fika! I realize You happened to possess perfect timing. You came at the right time And vanished at the right time too. I thank the gods we didn’t meet earlier, The consequences would have been…

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      I’ll not wake up, no, swimming here in this conch shell of life, shadows tickling my ear, playing house while the real the world assumes it’s won. I’ll not confront it, no, kicking up the remains of reality swept…

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    My Hollow Chest

      The rain has to convey a million words of abandoned worth, To the lonely, desolate soil and my soul, stabbed with their judgmental different ways, This hole making me feel devoid in my hollow chest cannot be stitched by…

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