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Stilled

Maybe it’s intuition, but something you just don’t question
Like in your eyes, I see my future in an instant

—-

Slightest doubt simply a sin 

So erase it existence in dear 

Heart of a wrinkled mind 

But plain in eyes sight

Tilted then to next beside

It was long dreamed, till then question emerged

Where have you been wandering to come in sight only so late?”

Lied bare in future vision 

Only further made firm by series of exchanging 

What is then stilled and yet shaking

Made shape a beautiful thing

A stranger thing

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