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Vision Fails After Sunset

This was inhuman.
I was asked to become human. Why
I should not write biographical poems?

O blue moon, let's go
to serene lake, where we kiss the
horizon. When time stops.

Reopening the book of.
Mercy was very painful. The
wounds started crying in your absence.
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