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Rewriting old stuff

Wake up Look at the world from above Money is a commodity made up Observe the poor Ensnared by the sleazy elite Wanting more Wake up The moon..

Bukowski you old f**k All the books in the world you judged You bore a grudge against all Except alcohol and cigarette butts For you had it roug..

Do you think We are as infinite Through generations Reborn through new civilisations As the Universe is Through a perpetual transformation As ..

The Earth orbits the Sun It pulls us onto its crust Building our muscles with each jump It spins days and nights Years Decades round and round Co..

Poetry is my kindred spirit Without texture genetic structure Colour or gender Quiet and deafening it is pervasive Yet difficult to capture Poet..

Uneven stairs Nature's flair Made of roots Wisdom of the woods Melodies of trees Sound in my ears Bellies of berries Shiver in the breeze Su..

Rewriting old stuff

Rewriting old stuff

Rewriting my old stuff