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Accelerating, I suppose,
The dance of death inside,
Breathing in, breathing out,
The darkness moulded out,
Of tainted moonlight.

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We can be greater than us.

Sometimes, it is the way, we perceive things, plays a decisive role in what we do next. And again sometimes, it is the way we decide, helps us perceive things in a way we are unfamiliar with.

©Jumbled Letters ’19