Death But Alive
Death but alive imagination in the mild walks of apolitical conciousness
mangosteen, apple, papaya and so on and on and on
a world of vegetables
a prisoner of concience a wanderer of no roots
in the light of unfit situation out of academic confession
the world is a field of regenarative weather and weather forecast
natural selection funtional chaos in the eye of a changing personage
get aloof but still alive with voided breaths
Go ahead my friend
poem by Nyein Way
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