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There's a charm in falling petals that meet the breezes they twine with. I liked to sit on the bench across the road from church to watch days pluck flowers from their tree—a favourite catalyst for peace in a weary mind.

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2020-05-17

I’d noticed it often
Her eyes filling up with tears
There was always a reason to cry or express emotion
When I look back now it makes more sense
She was constantly feeling
is mine

0 4
2020-05-17

*
Ashen days

when you question

all existence

ennui takes hold


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2020-05-16

"Their entire village was framed shortly after coming out of despair," Hansel says.
"How awful! I heard it was during a hellacious summer w/ nary a cloud in sight as well."
"Awful? It was legendary! The frame was 24k gold."

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2020-05-13

There's a
Of sirens& mermaids
Where the moon melts
Into the sea
& each connection
Is like a distant call
To find the right way up
Or take the long way down

I touch the water
It turns into gold
I kiss the wind
It sings a song
Am I lost
Or forever found

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2020-05-13

Each connection
Is it predestined?
Chain of brief encounters
Maybe
It starts butterfly effect
Unknowingly
We change other's life
The game of chess
Where a pawn
Can knock down the king
For a check mate

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2020-05-11

9
The number of universal love
Corrupted by
Seven 7
Deadly sins
Beckoning
Four 4
Horsemen to
Destroy the world
Reducing humanity to
Nothing 0

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2020-05-09

Lost in waiting 'neath a blushing moon, its pink tint reflects on our hunt. Only blood will appease our reckless thirst. Beware: your safety & sanity as you wander here is merely a chimera. We wait~transformation imminent
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2020-05-08

how beautifully the sun rises
on the endless fields
of our abandon
our wants and desires
galloping like untamed
against the tangerine skies
of free will
each desire & want
fulfilled in itself
content and happy
to simply have
empty, boundless fields
to run, to run

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2020-05-06

Choking
on the twilight time
seeking originality,
a breakthrough
Tacit recognition
of resurrection
Guitar singing
Filling in
the words
of an unread poem.


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2020-04-29

Roots were trodden into drying earth and birds forgot their song. We measured how far the deathbed went, speaking to ourselves beyond the vanished lines we'd adopted when the sun lost her bold fire. Then a guitar appeared.

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2020-04-29

She was the cynosure of all light in a room, casting sparks you could feel but never see. I thought I'd witnessed a breakthrough once in the cereal aisle—her resurrection—but only felt the emptiness of a complete stranger then.

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2020-04-28