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Remembering and Loving In An Avenue of Rapture

Got lost today, always on a journey.

Was a fog covered my eyes and drifted like a cloud covering my thoughts and the world drifted away.

Remembered pureness as it washed, like a tide, in the inside of my stomach and chest bubbling with calmness and smiles in my forehead.

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Bringing real feelings along with messages of inspiration and imagination to life. Awakening is the symptom of my infectious condition. Poetry is my condition.

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Greg Prince

Greg Prince

Bringing real feelings along with messages of inspiration and imagination to life. Awakening is the symptom of my infectious condition. Poetry is my condition.

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