You take me back in time
A millennium, feels so at least
In a world of iffs and butts
Retracting the path that's unreal
The twists and turns imaginary
Mixing characters, old and new
On a path, so volatile
Into the turns, i spin
The head so raw every morning
Guilty of pleasures partaken
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Author:
Anutap Rangopajivi (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 3rd, 2022 00:02
- Category: Reflection
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