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Self Potrait
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innocence Demented minds are like broken glass
an idiosyntriac psychopath
luminous shells, an empty past
watching the winds push
the deep blue sea
Losing sleep like an insomniac
in a boat of life; I'm all right, get back
mirrors and tunnels of pretenses
and means to get myself not to believe
that that young boy is me
