keith-renWhisper

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my mirrorthough never a twin, / and ever more than a token, / she was the prettiest mirror
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Apr 22, 2014
intersomniaI wake to remember / my sunroof is open. / I wake to leave words on the path.
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Apr 3, 2014
no sad to sella thoughted beast, / neither poet, nor man, / let his words construct themselves.
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Mar 30, 2014
free enoughIts name is bee. / Its name is fly. / It lands near me,
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Mar 30, 2014
from a nap after duskIt was on our lips. / (And) the downturn was everything. / 'why wouldn't you think rocks could be green?'
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Mar 25, 2014
a walk from the mailboxI want to be / the bee that I see / on the small purple flower.
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Mar 20, 2014
Culpa NilI thought you were gone, / but what was there / to begin with?
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Mar 20, 2014
Lucifer I (inverse)oh, to be smart(;) / as one thinks / one sounds
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Feb 13, 2014
define a shineyes, simple enough, / to not think or want / as the Sun, to
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Jan 28, 2014
a loose followingacceptance lay / in the meadow / beyond all reaping
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Jan 28, 2014
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