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Ooops! Same
looks my hand is empty
my pocket is fall, yet!
nothing left but same in
my face fails to act
it claim
promise leads me to live,
left only but shadow of
doubt, a fear of something
that tangle of distained
will come
weird seems knock my thought
believing that whisperer will
always hold my senses soul,
until it stand amidst the
cooling night of silent the
wait comes no more
prestige please embraces...
poem
by
Antonio Liao
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