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In my palm (Other) by Prince of Void In my palm
My universe seems still pathless
In my poem
My sense is silently endless
In my heart
Your face is wordlessly ageless
In my dream
My soul is timelessly placeless
In my wine
My love is tranquilly restless
In my galaxies
The secret of being is mysteriously traceless
do you think of it ?
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