Tangent
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life crosses us
whenever we are silent
what we do then
we try
to cry
give up?
shut up...
long legs
are in demand
but never fulfilled
love in the eyes
the eerie effect
of the passion
life is a circle
we are just tangents
touching life at just
one point.
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