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Incognito

The stairs are dark It takes time for each step Flattening my feet on the wooden staircase Each second, each step awakens me Life washes over me, creeping underneath my skin From the blindness I’m awakened by fear Fear of what I don’t see I just want these thoughts tangible – The need for pleasure; […]

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