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mike
Poems
Mar 2017
Infinite Wisdom and the correspondence and thereof below I am solemnly swearing without to show
Feeling erratically estranged from the human species cloaked in a cocoon of a tinfoil that I have made in my own bedroom... waiting wide-eyed for the walls to call me by name... and I'm a moment of the past, a ***** of the specter to be exhumed.
I am far too sudden and Gone Too Soon
What would I be without all of this room?
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