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If someday I return, crowned by evolution, bound by axis,If one day I command the thirst and spell of want , and from this night, this gnosis weave a ..
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Just a little diddy
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And now I know that I should diefor I have borne the continuum amorphousthe query that settles as the dagger into darknessor swiftly into the soft sid..
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Holding the predawn light in my palmI bear a sigh to the gods of intentone skin, riddled in memoryone life, no longer my ownand long since poured as i..
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Alone, I go into this wilderness naked...It is not for returning that compels or worries but for a splinter.Dark now assummer slows, and perhaps that ..
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It’s easy reallyFirst the door, then the handle, the crooked mat where wind has shook itshand, then out into the street where the first thing is..
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The hours from my mind burn towards a strange odd languageeach day seeming farther and farther away,willingly into the mental canyonI hear these lost ..
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We are the strangest question by farit’s easy to neglect this, easy toslip away down to something quite sacred,something other than the potion i..
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Dare I tell you? There is never but one true course.My answers float in riddles, your questions pool as rain. It’s the reverie we can’t ex..
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I see your brown shy outlinesprawled along the drunk muddy floormocking this composer and hobo of midnight serenitiesstrange infinite houryou raise my..
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