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When the best move
      is to be still and not move
Live simply
leave quietly

feel deeply
accept humbly

hold gently
release freely

cease striving
embrace the emptying
Dear celebrity crush,
I wish that I could clone you
so I could have my own you,
my creepy devotion
would fill up an ocean
The Truth is often painful
Yet, truth is required.
We must face it head-on
For it cannot be denied.

When we look into an abyss
We see faces looking back.
Our humanity must accept
Some faces are long gone.

Our duty is to remember.
At night, a Christmas garland brightly lit —
Milky Way, spine of the sky.
I occasionally foray into Imagist poetry like Ezra Pound. This is an example. It’s an exercise in packing as much as I can into few words.
 5d Cassian
Zemlya
It's getting fake, I know it is
U say U love, lying bout this
Maybe U want me to feel good
But Ur lies will not change my mood
I feel imprisoned, I feel bad
Nothing in here can change that
Just lemme out, I wanna go
Finding sense, that is the goal
Yeah, I'm back. I just can't quit, it's so hard
Soaring birds,
Soaking heat,
As the rays shine
Golden
Upon them,
Ruffled feathers,
Tiny tweets,
As the winds
Gift peace
Unto them.
 5d Cassian
Zemlya
All I wanted was U, but my nightmares came true
U can believe me or not, it's hard fighting through
I just cannot move on, I'm here n I am stuck
Need to put down the fire, but there's no firetruck
I don't know what to say, I'm lost in the dark
I just wanna get out, but here comes the worst arc
I'm just dying inside, Ur love is so f dead
I am here writing this verse, feeling really bad
This is an old non-published verse, it's more than one week old
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