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I am ruminant. I am at a transit station. Where travelers come and go. I people watch and think about the complex lives they may live once they re..
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feel the night's embrace. The stars hang distant in the sky. Some pulsate and
other burn dimly yet steadily...
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A poem about what its like to be alone in a foreign city, and finding love online
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dark poetry about climate change, the end of the world, and death.
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