Social Seer
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CATEGORY
life
it's the uncertainty at the edges which flavors everything
the stalking on a tightrope
a life of ciphers amidst the grandeurs
wayward furrows in quaint directions
quiet shapes with open mouths
of crisis and lost contentment
or do you see through your own eyes
a hidden yearning to meet the level ground?
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Lovelylady1 says: Deep.... Thank you for the visual my king |
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