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Nostalgia What hurts the most is the bloom, the poetic vision I would always see, in silence…. the naivete in things I would n..

DecayA square doth not fit inside the damn circleHow narrow the straight line,crossing the great divide between black and white.Looking for a ..

EchoI need a topic,A focus,A direction…I need a light in this muddled mess called mine.Something to see beyond the glass.Something…anyth..

For my brother :)

Simplicity i miss you sometimes. when I see you far away. when I see you, near, so close to my touch. i miss you more, whe..

Misery….. How can you….be… misery? How can you……feel…..miserable? Why does pain plague your hea..

Spiral Waves ascend. quiet, radially, culminating faster, absorbing….. They swallow as they swirl. Twisting around each..

Goodnight moonlight The breath clouds my foggy view, tight, between soggy blinks and dusks’ ephemeral dew. Quiet, as crea..

Aurora Steaming….. As a cup would in the brisk morning sun. Quiet in his hand, in shades of plum under a cobalt sky. Hazy,..

A little revision and dusty off from some time ago....