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World.

to life

Through the unknown walls of empty hallways
gazing in spite of unknown rays
these faces so compelling of different pain
to blend in, be tamed.
 
The essence of emptiness
the feeling of denial
storming in with a rush
but a glimpse of lust
 
In a world we know, maybe not
a country we have trained
brought slowly to bond
not long till we fall
fall in love, with the beauty of rust
 
Taking steps without a race
back and forth for days
i hope this pays
everyday, i travel different lanes

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