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Obi Once
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Balancing on the rift where future becomes past, expectations turn to memories, love becomes loss and loneliness was company. Like the sea that pulls away and seems distant while it crashes as a tidal wave. Every concept of reality is shifting to a mere concept of perception or is it just a fragment of my imagination, which once seemed everything?
your light's reflected now
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thats bad ass.for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0
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