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Storms of ice flutter in and out of memory
The continuum never hesitates ;
It breathes in...
Everyone's so deep here, no? Writing our poems, our dreams, our wishes, and tucking them behind a...
They have spooked-horse eyes
and scared child breath
The smell of flowers and salt
...
I am all you hate
I am the walking devil
Born in a land of empty embrace
Calling...
So many ways to say it, so many ways to show it.
Its a word with so much meaning, yet over the...
