optionsA Poem by pressedflowersnot sure if this is a poem or a series of ideas
we live or die
we live and then we die we don't live and die anyway As soon as I start to feel comfortable there is an interruption. Or maybe the interruption is a reminder that I was comfortable. vulnerability is a wounded animal waiting to be eaten
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