nowhere to goA Poem by paul
and this wet blanket is more
comfort than many have ever known like a bird who didn t make it on its first flight and this strange muse fooling us all into believing that something that this dead end is not dead that that poem can take you somewhere when there really is nowhere to go that we can get to
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