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You failure of a poet! Tarrying in limp indicatives, Divorcing imperatives like a faithless groom. You chisel verses like: “From yonder, drank the stars.” You wed rhyme behind every feeble poem, Instead of stitching soul to your hollowed hymns.
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Aug 5, 2025
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You failure of a poet! Tarrying in limp indicatives, Divorcing imperatives like a faithless groom. You chisel verses like: “From yonder, drank the stars.” You wed rhyme behind every feeble poem, Instead of stitching soul to your hollowed hymns.
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22/M/Kenya
Aug 5, 2025
Aug 5, 2025 at 5:58 AM UTC
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