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Date Added: April 05, 2018 00:04:28 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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That Is
Let be it. 
The little bowl abandoning 
the unreachable pink-light. 
was searching a geometric center 
of a smoking hub. 

of a bonefire was leaping 
towards a topless tumbler. 
The midriff 
will spell a disaster. 

A nomadic- 
sleepwalker had become incandescent, 
starts a prayer 
for a condemned enemy. 

My body was a river. 
on the impacted rocks of violence. 
Was non-violence still relevant 
in turbulent times? 

Give me some unreason today.
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