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Upon the alabaster, crafted; An ink so deep, so everlasting. Driven hard... to let the art in; Words unspoken, sear the darkest. Beg the finish bruised *(& ****** drenched                                                 exhausted...  Open to eyes: A poets soul's exalted.
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Oct 24, 2019
Oct 24, 2019 at 6:34 AM UTC
to my old self, a rhyme