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Hiding from the hues of nature’s reflection
Embarrassed by the graffiti of behooved benevolent bunkums
A fugitive of myself I am,
Running to seek refuge in the shadows of the crowd
With the arrows of my vestige massacring my psyche
I am a fugitive,
Laying bricks for my empire
With the template of a renegade
I am a fugitive,
That has lost the footprints of self
On the mirroring radiance of life’s rippling torrents
I am a fugitive
Seeking to find the fragments of my scroll
In the forgotten dungeons of trans-wonderland
Written by: SaintLucas BlaqLegend Deinma
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
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