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The best of you I find are writing words my mind is taking them away and molding them as clay responsively inspired when all my thoughts are tired I lean on you and start to feel myself, my heart.

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riq-schwartz

American

Published: Nov 6, 2013
LinesWords: 1639

Notes: Quickly cranked out before work; I'll likely revisit later, to pay proper homage.

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