ARRAARRONES BOZEN

Silver plates, so prone

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Embellishments of classless societies spreading their wings alone.

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Expanding their calm mesh like a sail holding a juul cigarette.            and puff

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Silver plates, so prone

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The exclamation of Deja Vu that once lived a tiny corner of aging, my home.

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The reason I protect this body of reincarnation

It is so one day my siblings could wake me.

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"Come on come on, come on get your butt up like a Christmas special.

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And to a lonely console shallow deep into the bed of a living room carpet. 

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Pokemon battling from an overhead perspective throughout a fictional region of Kanto.

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Patterns from a faint heartened light panels our human faces, pan hot and crispy bacon and the warm build of a playstation console as we gently waste the days away.

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All burst with wild contagious passion that flies nowhere and exuberance the joy of the moment.

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Silver plates, so prone

 

While searching for the next animated feature on chrome.

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I realize the aroma of cologne trespasses on this particular curtain that is caught within

itself.  

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like a serpent biting its tail as a reminder

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Break the tail that is fixating in its mouth.

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It is alright to act grown up, adulthood with a lowercase "a" is trendy in our 

 con-temporal life.

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Silver plates, so prone and simple, my home

 

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