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I'm not getting entangled.

Clarity is here and now.

My inner state has been cleansed,

cobwebs, dust and redundancy.

What unnecessaries is taken for granted?

I don’t get entangled in insignificance.

I slip past like in a taut sail.

My presence is aerial

and I am somebody else.

I'm fed up with everything old,

which is like a scar of blurred vision

through the cobwebs already passed by.


Something will be over any time.


art: Steven DaLuz

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