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Quick Poetry

What can I do? What can I do? What can I do? Do you have an idea? We could accept the violence Of the purple skies. We could be wrong...

Quick Poetry

Knock knock knock Who’s up there? Ghosts, angels, demons or Unresolved abandonment trauma? I’m not going anywhere. Hallucination,...

Quick Poetry

Perfect timing does not exist I acquired wanderlust. But I felt like a fine dust. Do you ever see shooting stars And wonder if we came...

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