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Mirage
I am but hardened.
a plaster mirage but I
heard something.
over there, concrete alleys to
that gate.
muffled I can't, I can't
I descend.
I look.
I cry.
I am the one in this crypt.
a plaster mirage but I
heard something.
over there, concrete alleys to
that gate.
muffled I can't, I can't
I descend.
I look.
I cry.
I am the one in this crypt.
Published 4th Mar 2022
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