#mists

Dream concatenation —

 A faceless thorax said

“Ready to let go” 

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In a chronological order , 

disorderly evoked

Cubicle stacked

Praising dimension

In an array of utterance 

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Awakened in a heated limbo

Somewhere I see you again 

Today must have been a clip

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I caught the memory of you

Extracted in a persuasion 

Your sunburnt ivory skin

Between the sight of 

Your elsewhereness 

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Nothing said as much

Dense; as cold as 

The iceberg 

melting demeanour

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Do you still remember

To wish me a day

You never really cared

To begin with?

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This string of disposition

A streak to a composition

Between two realms 

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Too well to be patronised

Why the bothersome 

From being as pretentious

As a stranger in a familiar body?

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I came to the metaphoric parlour

Unforgotten , I walked with

A small grief tied to my shoulder

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Somewhere

Even when it’s

Impoverish; yet the

silhouette of tenderness 

Still silently abide

To the part of you that

Remembers me -

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Vaporkin