°Fiction Writer||Poet||Photo giraffe||XVIII YO||
Afro sapiens°
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In an inch, i'd snap.
Shadows underneath, glare,
There's a hint. 
Here, they'd hunt.
There, I'd be discovered.
Oh, yes, I write.
Little does mystery understands history.
But in these realms, I write and anchor the fallacy of whelming dreams flaming the steams of broken inquiries.
Oh, 
yes, 
I'm a latent heat of realizations.