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woke up from a dead slumber to find myself buried deep within the womb of earth rustic red smell fill my nostrils squirming limbless beatless, breathless a void, inside a void wriggling, wrestling maggots and worms in the inside of my sweaty palms crawled rocks in pebbles lost in identity render me vague extinct, inexplicably…
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It’s eleven pm in the night while I sit looking out my window, out in the dark hazy night while it’s pouring with an amazing intensity rendering an authentic view. The beauty of the night soothes my tired eyes while I watch the leaves of trees gently sway with the swift winds as though its…
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Asha Seth 