Blurry heat,Fuzzy words,Dizzy heights,World is mixing colors,just when you think the shaky world is the other side of the smoke, senile you sink behind the whitewash..the mouldy city walls camouflaged with oily butterflies, scavenging on the yellow substance...smells like some truth..And you see the inklings on the wall behind the white wash.
This is great! I especially like the second one.
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