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A Narrative



The self is a created colourful narrative,
Where the narrator is lost in translation
Between cultures so different, yet, the
Play keeps going with great soliloquys:
Cells navigating beyond comprehension,
Treasure hunting guided by copious stars,
To trace their origin; a forgotten history,
But the self moved to another dimension
To duplicate a foreseen persona of itself,
And thus, force fuelled into angelic beings
To fulfil desires of the soul, body and mind,
Ending the colourful narrative of the self.


Tuesday, the 20th of January 2015

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