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Sound SoulA Poem by S.KWe enter into a darkness involuntary,a place where we receive our most beautiful scars,a place where we discover the sound soulthat we nakedly are. |
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The Beginning of a MemoirA Poem by S.KThe ocean of the stars are no more than the many freckles on the edge of his cheeks, washing over the bridge of his nose, blending into his skin sunk.. |
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Leave Tip GreensA Poem by S.KAll he asks is for her to come water his lungs so the branches of his veins grow leave greens, where the oxygen breeze can feel its way home again. H.. |
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HeadacheA Poem by S.K"A headache." Said He. His head warned the moon that a supernova was expected to appear very soon. And as he closed his eyes, in the wake of midnight.. |
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Our ShadowsA Poem by S.KWe all have masks and shadows. |
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A New PlaceA Poem by S.KExistential poem |
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