YitkbelWhisper

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A Brief History of that Muse SongThe weight of thoughts / We hold deep within / Gather and increase in mass
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Mar 24, 2019
AbsenceI loved you more in your absence / Than I ever did in your presence / I learned to love you in moderation
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Jul 30, 2017
AbsenceI filled your absence with neverending thoughts of you.
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Jul 30, 2017
A Letter to My Fellow PoetsHow much poetry live within me / Or am I merely a vessel / That has to be loaded and unloaded
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Feb 20, 2019
Alive(Resurrection)I / Men must slumber in the darkness / In order to be truly awaken
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Oct 26, 2019
An Existentialist's Waking Dream-The Tale of Midnight BlueChapter One — In the Woods / For all I know, I could be in a dream right now, no beginnings, no once upon a time, no long long ago; and perhaps no endings, no happily ever after, no the-end, and no non-arbitrary answer to the question. Of course, no one wants to read that, no one wants to be told that all they’ve ever believed in is a lie, what it is in the end, is what it was in the beginning, hopeless. / Everything is trivial, at least at the moment, at least that’s what I feel, well, I am who I am, is that not correct, or am I suppose to be someone else, or feel like someone else, the other I do not understand, the other I do not care for or about, the other I would never want to be, or the other that embodies, mimics, and mocks, all the sources and ends to my yielding to the scorns of life. No, I am only ME. That’s all I will be. Except, at the moment, and as abruptly as it may seem, at the moment- I do not know who I am.
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Jul 19, 2019
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