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June 30, 2013

Oneirism II


Run away from this house of burning ire
it is bound to fall soon.
Forget me like you've forgotten all your estranged lovers.
And hope we meet some other day,
in some other world.
Where there won't be a home; 
or a name,
or a responsibility of keeping it.



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