Thursday, 3 July 2014

For the sky hinted me, sun's out and distant
casually blindfolded in my tries i
can't get over the tempt to attempt
inception, steps of succession
abrupt demystified injection
lofty strut repression
colossal zeal under suppression
turmoil , like a stumble on the oil
then down in the ground i spirally coiled

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