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Intoxicated

So intoxicating the finest of wines are held below a bar,

Restraint none existant

the world started and ended but alas in that moment ,

In that very moment,

There was slight hope of what could be,

What I wished to be,

Despite all hesitation from scars prior that rooted deep a fear of having someone.

Just someone.

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A poet wise enough to perceive, the world can never be changed but dense enough to still seek the unattainable.... Kudzai Chidamba.

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