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REFER me

I'm in the minor leagues with my self confidence in confidentiality and privilege, 
rare to the radioactive silence that's contagious to the skin the mirror reflects.
I'm engineered to swallow in time like straw to berries in cups.
I'm like errrm lemme say strawberries.
I'm delighted to remodel my life's stories in stack of buildings storey after storey. I'm a 15th century stained glass, with pleasure to be buried with my reflection, light from light, sight from night.
I'm so cold missing a turn in this epitome.
LIFE
LIFE weaken to its wire, I wish I sat in the hands of a goddess like mother.
Patted on the back to be liberated from pain like a writer
Emotional to break through to the truth, lying about how I bluff like a fighter.
Life in its tail red, head blue and stomach golden.
Where's her lying cousin love,  the overrated smile in vacation.
You walk into the mention of meetings,  steal niceness and sleep with my eyes open.
Riding on rifles that can overturn your expectations and ruin your discriminations.
Laugh so hard it broke a part of the script.
Written by Ruddapoet
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