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An IntroductionGood Morning, How are you? In a simple sense, where were you? This fleeting feeling of open eyes Has left me here with no surprise. If this were the end then The sad sense would end it.An Introduction
Yet, still.
Hello there, what’s up dear? In retrospect, did you hear? My simple words of open doors You slammed them shut with no remorse. If this were the end though, My happy; what you stole.
Yet, still.
It has only started.
Hello there, Good Morning, Your sad looks, your mourning. My arms held out to take your pain. &
by ~Vinovat
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