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No One Lives

It ceases
this profundity of abstraction,
and all I'm left with
just breathes.

I still go through the motions
of feeding my shadow
and declaring independence
for my vagabond soul.

Desire is four-leafed clover
hidden under my feet.
I go nowhere
but there is no defeat.
Walking
towards the flame,
all I am
just breathes.

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intense and raw filled wikth the beauty of the "abstract." , One of your best , my Anna

joe

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