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Mar 24
A blush from the nights sky,
waning orchids wilting on the riverside.
All that rushes in the chaos.

Swirl and churn.

Laughter consuming
all that may breach
your heart.

True benevolence oozes,
as all that cherish a still day
feign bliss.

Hollow truths reign supreme.

To cry with the clouds,
to be misunderstood with the clouds.
collapse in pursuit of waking dreams.

Idle and observe paralysis.
Written by
Jhay  20/M
(20/M)   
65
     Mary Huxley, rick and Le Toad
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