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Tuesday, 12 March 2013

The Battler

Posted by Moon Lei On 12 March No comments
My noddle is the lair of compact crotchet, cycling reveries and complexity. You cannot discern my being for I am far from your homespun domain. The sun waves goodbye to another sun, once more I flex my spot-on nature. I am every bit as dog-tired as a combatant is. 

Darkness is a considered ally on account of the stealth it hands over, and by the way, with the underlying moon my path is radiantly silverized. If you could ride on these waves, I would take you to the cavity of my soul. I wish to know, do you know where I am coming from?

I wage arms against my coiling temperament because I want to change how you people see us. Hear me out, I am making myself well.

 I am the battler.   

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