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Readersketch, broke, broken, poem

That time when water will taste bitter in the mouth
When you will be lost in the space of emptiness.

When you will see no one even with your eyes wide open.

When you will refuse your favourite food,
And will no longer care about your look.

That time when you will know money is made from paper.
When your wants and needs will be nothing
And you embrace life.

That time is when you are broken.

Ebojielu Samuel 2020© Readersketch

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