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forrest-jorgensenWhisper

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Summer RoadtripI dream of going far away. / Plunging into the grandeur / And the vastness
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CollectivismThe sky is solid, gray, motionless. / Shuffling bodies with obscured shadows / Make haste for shelter
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Bittersweet NostalgiaI miss what was: / The late nights, / Street lights,
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Right HereWe sat about, legs relaxed and necks at ease. / Our window let in a light breeze, softly tumbling your hair onto the sheets. / I kissed your cheek,
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How to LiveTo my weary friends, / Your trials without end, / I wish to send you solace.
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Coffee and Me Not Being FunnyLet the frantic words of a caffeinated mind flow forth: / I shouldn’t write poetry when I drink coffee. / I shouldn’t drink four cups of coffee at 3am
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Elegy For My UncleMy uncle died from Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease. / It made his brain dissolve itself in nine months. / I stood next to the once-stalwart man,
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**** Sapiens Circa 21st CenturyI've been under the influence / Of a grand delusion for years: / That humanity was in need of saving,
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To My Hometown FriendsI remember late nights, / The interstate lights, / Their yellow hue
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Tanyard CreekI went to a sanctuary today: / The remnants of a dammed river / Called Tanyard Creek.
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@forrest-jorgensen

Whisper
American
Joined 2013

How can I atone for the sins of a system, That riddles the world with sickness and victims?

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