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- I sit poised, fingers at the ready. My right pinky...
- When I sit in a crowded cafe sipping my coffee, I ...
- Lost in the wind,The sands of time,Overwhelmed,By ...
- What if lightning was sentient?Can you imagine? Fi...
- Don't you knowThat all the world is spinninInside ...
- Sleep inside your mind.Waiting like the dog you ar...
- Voodoo Of My Heart
- "And thus Logos spoke to the masses: 'Do you not f...
- Alright, I couldn't do it.I'm mildly ashamed, but ...
- Hands shaking, I placed the paper back into the bi...
- Sometimes I wish I could dilate time . . .Hurriedl...
- Dearest Son,There are so many things that I wish I...
- "And so Logos struggled whilst the waters overcame...
- I know it's too late for me to hide it.I wanted to...
- This paper I found, it can't be for real!I won't e...
- Sometimes I wonder if all illness is psychosomatic...
- I am the victim of my own immaturity, coupled with...
- "Come . . . see the violence inherent in the syste...
- Wax me purple,Truss me up in green,Feeding on the ...
- Music speaks to me in a way that touches me more p...
- Fiscal Sovereignty
- In a sense one could say that I'm feeling pervicac...
- There are a million people in this cold, desolate ...
- Smoke is grey.Pfft, as if that was the only color ...
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