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And we did fade
Your promise in ashes ,
Looks up on you for its mascara
But you , speechless
No profound lipstick scar or Tesla
You smile because your vibgyor met my shadow
My eternal hostility
I cry emptiness
I murmur symphony
Your skyscraper ignites inhumanity
You prolong my every sadist signature
How could you nurture a sin
Bring up latitudes of mortality
your thrift salute , your melanin Houston
Our juvenile Arctic
Melts every ash, every lava
It did, tell me, every sigma?
Then why this hypnosis?
Why irrationality?
Why the frozen?
Why we?
Maybe you never did.

Maybe you didn't.

Maybe, maybe not.

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