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71 Deep thoughts That is when the moon gleams And the sun shines When winds rustle in the comfort of summer And streams swell A pen vomits its headache On the palm of a blank page I get perplexed My mind boggled From the effect of loneliness As it fires into my soul Like a bolt of lightning The night opens its thighs Wind and nostalgia run their promiscuity To the last leaf of time I stare at the ceiling The dampness engulfs me My voice wrung in the muted screams As stars fall like gagged teeth Violent Storm Terror twins the brain Hours crawl along but brutally No feelings Only this immense pain From within the depth of despair Whispers’ harsh abrasive words ...

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