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sense is dry to touch

stuck in a cycle of love story words
in a far away place of days,
this whirlwind existence of nothing learned,
no thoughts and nothing to say.

a stale, non-living protected shield
in a bubble where fear don't reach,
adventures barred, no emotions to feel
and pain only goes skin deep.
Written by ofthemountayne (otm)
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