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Strange

Strange

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Addictions are strange

Jumping lights in fasten belts

Tasting liquor on the basic tongue.

Or talking hell at someone's back.


It's strange when,

You gaze at the moon and wish for a hand.

You hunt poems on Sunday evenings.

But all you are left with is a hollow dream.


Addictions could be strange,

Some fall into them for reason.

Some clashes themselves in to find a reason.


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