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Hello, canoe How do you do? Is there something new? I found you in two More red than blue Get you s..

The cave’s black top clamors me forth With its wistful pattern reaching my ears Through lauding wh..

Where is the nerve that meets muscle with bone? The mind has divorced body and the soul is alone Cascading..

When I reflect on the power of my hands I see not purpose but utmost pride And admit with clarity where they ..

Let not indifference become my poor state To have sun shine through these cold dark trees Would be a rare..

Paralyzed in torment the body lies still Mixing and churning the insides at will Calculating nerves sprea..

Half awake I see the future Past slowly becoming the suture To mend and make amends Some guiding light, ..