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Bias

randomry

Countless stars,

a moon solitary

Roses handful,

unseen leaves

Thread of breath

weaving seamless

And a few sighs

keep me alive

Tireless beating

through day and night

Only the ones skipped

stay with me

A sky-full sky

and I drink

just the knothole

of my eyes

So many dreams

and a career

to keep me

asleep

Not about choicelessness/ choosing

or choice

Bias is the basis

of my life



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