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Still Lifemy life is not beautiful. / it just is and that is enough. / refraining from falling / into the hope
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In Death We Dancewaltzing along / our beloved song / I used to be / quite better at this, / didn't intend to step on
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A Statement of Existence and Strivingno point in thinking / about right or wrong, / in the end, is it ever up to us? / I wonder about my
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413
Let There Be Hope!how did we start, / equating hope to silly? / the fallacy of optimism, / contrasted by the truth of
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401
The Endall I should do / with nothing I can do, / joint at the elbows / beyond the corner where I reach'd /
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366
Writer like a Magicianwarm fingers swift and smoothly / in the air, I watch the words / come undone in front of us, / they
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Remember Me?there are three freckles on my shoulder / for every time our skins touched, / a new freckle bloomed,
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compass.birds birds birds— / birds left untitled, / untitled flight and traveler / moribund and morbid / fle
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Will It Be Forgotten?stronger than the gods you stand / although divine force is what you lack, / I've seen you pull from
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272
birds, birds, birds.birds are free to fly and soar the skies / while we're hostage of gravity and the ground, / tied by
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246
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