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My Puppet
Spent years ruminating on
What he will look like;
He will be groomed in two,
Curved beneath his moustache,
Full of eyes and cunny craft,
Two eyes supported by a fin-
No,he will look adsurd.
Ok,let him look like me.
Let his mind be on his heart fixed:
Then i made him in stress and in pain.
Heatened fire made me companion.
Weariness prevailed over me: After his creation:
Now,he looked into my eyes and said 'You don't exist'.
Please,what should i do to him?
17:20:08:21:52
What he will look like;
He will be groomed in two,
Curved beneath his moustache,
Full of eyes and cunny craft,
Two eyes supported by a fin-
No,he will look adsurd.
Ok,let him look like me.
Let his mind be on his heart fixed:
Then i made him in stress and in pain.
Heatened fire made me companion.
Weariness prevailed over me: After his creation:
Now,he looked into my eyes and said 'You don't exist'.
Please,what should i do to him?
17:20:08:21:52
Published 21st Aug 2017
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