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ReceiptIf I sold the World my soul,I bet it wouldn't even be good enough to give me a receipt.
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I wish that I could stand upon Time, like the Angels do, to be so lofty and full of light.
I envy their wings. I envy their peace.
I envy their time..
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Oh, forgive me, God. I am but a fool.
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reminding myself that I will not crawl back into that hole......again.
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Icarus,Yes, I have known great sadness,but I have also known brilliant Sunlight.I guess, like Icarus, I flew too high.My wings melted, and I crashed i..
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a macabre tale for Spring
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experimental poetry and deep journaling
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Ridho Setyawan
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the carapace of an angelI wait like a bird waits for Spring.I wait for wings not made of ice or steel.Ones that can carry me on the four winds.I wait ..
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Veil me in stars, (Yuumei) Wenqing Yan
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