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Smokescreen



When were the day's when I fought with fortitude against love...
Pushing away an unrecognizable thing,
Couldn't touch it, couldn't see it, not; taste it....
and all the while wanting it.
Wanting the illusion of my mind eye.
How it should be, would be....if I made it all perfect and blurry imaged.
How inaccurate could I be?
...........gravely so


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