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 I thought maybe a significant sign would appear, A momentous apparition of incisive clarity within, An assurance of deliverance solidified w... [read more] |
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Strange how the morning mist distorts reality Certainty transformed into abstract perceptions, The mind a bizarre planet in the early morn.... [read more] |
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Circumstances of coincidence Are viewed by thoughtful eyes Transformed into the substance Of vital spiritual experiences. Metaphysica... [read more] |
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Like the incredible shrinking man at the very end, Standing alone with a quiet acceptance of his fate, The surreal acquiescence of its certa... [read more] |
 “first time putdown”You had spent all morning working on it.Not a masterpiece—just a thing you’d madefrom the materials at hand:cardboa... [read more] |
 Look... When I tell my friends "I miss being homeless" I ain't lying, so much the better To amuse them with negative Trends... I coul... [read more] |
 I isolated myself so much that I need to learn how to socialize again It's crazy because deep down I know I'm actually a c... [read more] |