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Blessed are those....
My sleeplessness keeps ressurecting in weary waking hours...
Its since yesterday...
And yesterday has been since many yesterdays
Sleep for one hour child !
My mind pulls out a lullaby to make me feel numb....
Tricks and plots of mind....
Timeless...
Timeless...
Thoughtlessness.....
The mornings chase my memories and I feel naked under million awakened eyes
Its since sometime...
The damp walls inside my eyes keep falling...
At every thump and strike...
I am suddenly awake...
Awake as a long narrow sight....
Sleep for a moment child!
For these eyes have nowhere to go.....
Blessed are those who sleep.
ADIEU
en revoir tu as make mon coeur happy xxx
Visual poet/ Libertine lost in a labyrinth of complexities, methaphors, searching for the essence/ Ink of life/ death to spell my syphilistic words on the page/ screen.
Aideu I didnt
Aideu
I didnt understand....
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