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the inevitable rise and crash,

burnt on the low,

when you were just trying to take it slow,

moment to moment,

fragments, reveal,

all that has been concealed,

to the confines of the subconscious,

don’t ask questions,

that lead to empty answers, doors that gape open,

as we stumble down these portals,

of white, only to discover there is more empty space inside.

to the realm of the unknown,

the aftermath after all has been said, done and owned,




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