Stare.A Poem by Cassidy MaskNot so much a memory of what was once.
More testing powers of invention that I’ve studied and tried to perfect.
I get lost all over again in worlds I’ve failed to invent.
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This place makes me forget who I’ve become. © 2012 Cassidy Mask |
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Added on December 18, 2012 Last Updated on December 18, 2012 Author![]() Cassidy MaskSingaporeAboutI'm at art college in Singapore. "...I never heard them laugh. They had, Instead, this tic of scratching quotes in air - like frightened mimes inside their box of style, that first class carriag.. more..Writing
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