sam archer Poems

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I Am Alone

Breathing in tranquility that was not before, a mistaken sense of anguish I could not ignore
Repeating, dying, resurrected in and endless tribute to nothingness
Fond touch, perceived life, cultured becomings of what was tradition
Found in living fairytales a dormant state now entered finding peace in disguise
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