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There is a place on a map
Visible but yet unseen.
Coming as a nightmare
Tagged to victims like a scar.

More like a faith in fate
Turning reality to dreams
Vis-a-vis dreams to realities;
More than one may comprehend.

It is so unexplainable
So never mock who you see
Running out of insanity
Into unseen places on a map.

There are moments like that
One may never surpass the point
Of the reoccurant images
From an awful looking past…

At times some may spring from
The deep submergence of pains
Coming from this place on a map
Experience alone can spot.

Some may scream out loud
Some may take a step back
Some may wake from a nap
Some may never come back.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu


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