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the beauty of italic faultlines..

 
       
Primally, i couldn't        
comprehend in        
the beginning...        
       
sufferance comes        
and tastes me like        
a gypsy moth        
            
only to realise        
little by little how        
much  un'used        
burning  room ( I )          
truly  have                      
       
something        
is always found        
therein        
un’expectantingly.        
       
       
       
     
   
       
       
       
HowlingWhelms
Written by HowlingWhelms (Noire)
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