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Fluidity

Fluidity

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Blown away by winds

Carefully constructed thoughts

That defined me.


Outlines etched

With the ink of desires

On mental landscapes


Fluidity shocks

Solid ideas, concepts

Move away from me


Further, farther and

Deeper in oblivion

Changing perspectives


What’s imperative

For my survival now

Is reconstruction


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