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A pensieve of delirium sublimates mist
Holding on to the sand slipping from my fist
Confusions, contusions, and expanding delusions
More unjust conclusions, with no exclusions
Catching at hope in dissipating glee
I am blinded, but still I can see

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About Rosh Von Amber

Pakistani-American. Graduated English major; Literature and Linguistics and currently a Lecturer. A smitten wife, former debater, bibliophile, passionate writer, music junkie, in love with nature and a bit of a vintage hipster.

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