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What You Are
Winds blow requiem of a storm brewing
for the lost souls of broken shards
in a pod of humanity without a face
with no mask for a fool or eyes to see
playing a little world of cat and mouse
connecting dots to a Rorschach
while left at the depot of life
for the lost souls of broken shards
in a pod of humanity without a face
with no mask for a fool or eyes to see
playing a little world of cat and mouse
connecting dots to a Rorschach
while left at the depot of life
Published 25th Apr 2023
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