Stainless :

Stern voice of these silhouettes lied.
Autumn ,not leafs but splintered feathers.
Like a tumbled life and arose eyes , i meet mortality.
Inimical truth enwreathed by the cracked mirrors , and blood filled the fissured of the palm.

Wait.
Listen, answer me?
Feel the buried dark.

Tried to stand , river lugged back.
Traveling on this endless road with a deception.
Escaped from the turbulence of credence.
Here, a bird set free.

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