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Searching it’s way through was it’s purpose
A newborn with scintillating rummy eyes
Feeling every heartbeat, it’s rhythm, it’s susurrations
Tryingdesperately to decipher the truthfulness
Barely scraping the ebb ahead of a vast motley of infinite possibilities….
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#Just jotted down what I was feeling. This happens a lot of times and it’s pretty frustrating when I can’t actually understand it myself. This feeling that clings onto my consciousness like a shadow without a shape. Well this somewhat sum up my thoughts and feelings right now!
