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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #1259535

This is a poem. Self explanatory.

She curses like a sailor
While a black butterfly levitates
Over falling stream
Door closed
Please knock
Entering retreating cave
Doom running from you
You chase it down
Searching with every inch of your being
A mirage of leaches hold you back
From your inevitable destination
Oblivion
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