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Perception Failed
Don't give words to
thoughts. Terror begins.
Your painful past turns to future,
of live skeletons.
What life will give to me,
when I am getting
ready for long journey?
Collecting peacock
blue to write your name
on the trunks.
Moon nods,
I ask for a favour to
make me sleep in moonless night.
The silence speaks
in humility. Nothing was left
to have a meaning.
From the temple deity
disappears.
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