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When I lose reasons to live I would come back to you; to resort in your warming womb of mercy, for your heart is my home. When I lose reasons to live I would limp, crawl and traverse to the words you spoke to me, wrote to me, to the paths you walked alongside me, to the truths you
» Read more~ Poetry | Occasional poems from ‘Floating on a River’ series ~ In the distance, there is a ship Anchored in tainted heritage, Lost in the fog of oblivion. I keep looking at it, looking at it; Its wilful immobility, the voyages it undoes. It could have brought you and your beautiful innocence Through the waves of pain To this
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