MassA Poem by Davidgeo.there are numbers so large they cannot be named spots so blind you can't know they exist things so heavy they weigh more than "existence" faces so pretty they can't ever be named and memories so dead it's like they never even happened © 2019 DavidgeoFeatured Review
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