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The wind howls and it too manifests what it must to stay alive and this I understand To fight even when everything within you says enough already one feels only natural to expand as far as the limits allow every once in a while but what then when critic and conqueror meet? The errands of love need not explain this land to me because I see how the flagpole quakes without permission I know what it takes when there’s nothing left to behold to require more of what you love because the craving exists and that’s reason enough So exhale and be free swallow this gathering of blemished stone and unbecoming flesh make it more whole than you deem worthy remember it’s this type of longing you seek
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Jul 9, 2025
Jul 9, 2025 at 6:13 PM UTC
Ode to Patriotism
The wind howls and it too manifests what it must to stay alive and this I understand To fight even when everything within you says enough already one feels only natural to expand as far as the limits allow every once in a while but what then when critic and conqueror meet? The errands of love need not explain this land to me because I see how the flagpole quakes without permission I know what it takes when there’s nothing left to behold to require more of what you love because the craving exists and that’s reason enough So exhale and be free swallow this gathering of blemished stone and unbecoming flesh make it more whole than you deem worthy remember it’s this type of longing you seek
ian-cairns
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Jul 9, 2025
Jul 9, 2025 at 6:13 PM UTC
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