This poem was misappropriated from an impulse of a thought that had zero business...
I was listening to Australian crawl When nerve pain began in my right
Big toe.
One...
Beneath the cliffs where sea winds cry, And gulls through stormlit heavens fly, A child was born ’twixt...
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This is their wish for us...
We tried to tell the truth...
We were called liars...
...
You think you're on a Journey alone?
The reason?
You don't see anyone else beside you?...
Do you have to do it alone?
There's a Grand Prize at Stake...
We can make them need more...
Shedding skin again— away with the old, in with the new. Whispered desires cannot...
