Wolf
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The bird in the cage, the worm enraged.A Poem by WolfHeard the hoofrans scourge automatonsSpelunking for splurge in ocular excitationTiers of cumulated aeons by cloudy blueHere in one wall goon wide flex.. |
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my unkempt funtionality.A Poem by Wolfmy unkempt functionality waneswants to be up and achieving but the night rolls instars under my skin, itchIf I turn myself inside out, I will show you.. |
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I need to talk to a human.A Poem by WolfRemember forget, remember forgetdreams rediscovered reign as assetsredundant production becomes a healing forceshooting stars back to inspiration once.. |
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Sailor's wife.A Poem by Wolfthe sailor’s wife--a flaxen doxybetrothed the sea’s in search of proxyfor view she walked the plank with flarehe pushed, she grabbed--a gh.. |
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I was feeling motivational.A Poem by WolfPassion does not wait to be put to use.It fluctuates. It is moment to moment.A lust to morph, contort and createin external reflection we are awake.Re.. |
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Pallor is a postbellum relicA Poem by WolfPallor is a postbellum relic or desert gashes.Too long; lycosidae bunk in thick lashes.Keep me shut up as a gluttonous artifact.Garbed in shawls like .. |
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Magician's coveA Poem by WolfIn emerald froth near magician’s coveOur azul freedom, jump to swim and rove Crawling through the rock gap frame of door The underwater train wa.. |
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bla bla blaA Poem by Wolfher pupils eat her eyes and swallow the sound of wavesin the yard on a rainy day theyrouge her cheeks meekinfluenced by rushing fistscovered as a pave.. |
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Once upon a timeA Poem by Wolfchildren dream of magical lands where fragile fairies sit on the tips of their hands hiding behind boundless bright gre.. |
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