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Creature of Habit
at times I find myself
with insight
into my third eye
the inward perception
of crystalline tears
holding onto emotions
looking for one thing
The truth
Friday 23rd August 2024 4:04 pm
sad (Remove filter)
at times I find myself
with insight
into my third eye
the inward perception
of crystalline tears
holding onto emotions
looking for one thing
The truth
Friday 23rd August 2024 4:04 pm
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