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Hostage To My Own Inertia
In the world of friendly strangers...
Often we are victim to ignorant dangers...
We sulk back and wonder what next,
Stuck between apprehensions and moment changers...
Alas! I am a hostage to my own inertia.
Faces when I see, and those eyes that wait...
I ask myself if they speak or interrogate...
My state of mind puts a word of caution;
In my ears unknown voices reverb...
Friday 5th July 2019 6:42 am
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