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Extinct I burn From the light of the moon I burn In this soothing darkness I burn While watching the green shirt Hanging on the wire In the green garden Behind the green studio I burn In my solitude Of loneliness And because of it I burn Just looking at the Glass of milk I burn Like the cigarette In my hand I burn Like the first Venereal disease I burn Like the first torch In the tomb of the Last pharaoh I burn From all the bullets Bombs WoMDs I burn In this darkness Of greed I burn Like Adam I burn like God I burn While I wonder Why I wrote “I” Instead of “we”? #Unreal #Poetry #Salvation #Solitude #Truth #Rawness #Rebirth #DigitalCollage #DigitalPhotography #PoemAndArtCollab Visit our shop and subscribe. Sponsor us. Submit and become a contributor. Like us on Facebook and follow us on Twitter.
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