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Are you death?
Stickers in the grey wall,
suicide musing in the crate.

Reckless ugly hands,
stock the knife to the closure!

Clot blood in the gore lips,
vigour soul out when you stare!

Loaded guns in the lobby entry,
cast him by deck hastily.

And assume to crisp the hazy sky,
she said, "That's a boundless view".

Are you death?
or Paradise?.....

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I just write this poem within 22 mins! not too bad, I think!🤔

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