I swear that this post was procrastinated since i don't know when. I always open up this space wanting to jot down a few thought and word, yet again nothing. Fuck you art.
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It was clear like those cellophane paper we used to play during science lesson when we were in primary school. Colourful too. Yet, what deems clear to me was translucent to you. Your vision was blinded by the haze and fog that it dried up your contacts.
This fog is called infatuation. The fog so alluring that my deeds can't be seen in this battlefield. And i don't blame you,have a good Life.
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It was clear like those cellophane paper we used to play during science lesson when we were in primary school. Colourful too. Yet, what deems clear to me was translucent to you. Your vision was blinded by the haze and fog that it dried up your contacts.
This fog is called infatuation. The fog so alluring that my deeds can't be seen in this battlefield. And i don't blame you,have a good Life.
Till then mates!
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