different circles
forming our lives
deforming our lives
and all life under it
co
Born
In a vision
Of hope
Smashed
By fears
Of doubts
A day
Converges
To fog
A sp
No peace in my life
no pleasure in my soul
my skin
It absorbs me
This unbearable fear
It mutilates me
This corroding pain
Confluenc
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