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Aberrant thoughts

Silently blowing breeze

cold night,

defunct ambiance,

jangles inside,

abrupt doldrums,

Trickling tears

down the barren


Sensing occult

Hearing his voice

Turns around,

something passed by.

Heart throbbing,

hands freezing,

with trembling voice

Says she-“I know you’re there”

You can’t fool me!

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  1. September 22, 2011 at 4:37 pm

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