I feel

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Beautiful creations manifestation it may mirror but willnever come close

your fickle as a feather, colors blend togather, but u are the shapes of forever, a insult of jealous opinion, and I am never, less of a remember, a dream of a dreamer a heart constantly severed...(free thought, on the winds of ink not sure Wat I write, not sure Wat I think) only Wat I feel.

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