The world went round,without a face.
All that looked glorious, seemed more real.
*You,like this stillness.remain*
Forgetting the rules i understand something,forgetting something i get a whole of you.
Getting a whole of you is losing a whole of me.
What am i left with?
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a strange convolution
something in its onset to the ultimate question is beautifully haunting....and as is the case with hauntings this one shall be re visited often....
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