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World Traveler Less is more?
Crouched, soaring through the cosmos A sugar-coated menagerie What follows is interest Dot to dot for the hungry Crowd, out pouring the swallows A twinkle of opportunity The cause most have missed Dots a-line, and symmetry.
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May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 8:57 PM UTC
Aquila
Like minnows through trawler nets They get by Neutrinos stream in my head All the time A gross grip on spinnerets Catch a fly Where are you in the wakeless night? Close your eyes
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Apr 30, 2017
Apr 30, 2017 at 10:58 PM UTC
Current
Doctor, please, take me out of quarantine, I need fresh air to breathe, the sun to feel, Seems queasy in here, this room shrinks, It stinks, but it's not me, it's the environment, Let me out, please, it's not my fault, These walls, pads, and bars are not for my health Doctor, please, have some sympathy For a young life yearning to leave, this place it thieves Of all healing, listen, there's nothing wrong with me, I'm not broken, I'm fine, I'm burning inside With a fever your medicine cannot aleve, Yes, I'm weak, But its your fault, not mine, open the door, I implore, So the world can welcome me with open arms and intimacy.
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Mar 19, 2017
Mar 19, 2017 at 2:57 AM UTC
Hypocratic