less traveled path
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Beyond some pain and distress Lies a world of unending sorrow So profound, so inlaid, it comes with music. One never gets acoustomed
Hollywood is it a place of collect… I say it is our time machine, And without it we would fall in a… Civilization stumbling before the… And we all will perish, by storm o…
They don’t own me, I keep telling Sadly their guild does, owes my fu… And all I do is write and hearing… They don’t owe me, you gently expl… And so many steps remain to really…
I’d like to see the birds in the g… After waking early or late, real o… When birdies were all over right o… And yet hummingbirds had their dri… Garden of another, erased from my…
I rather not smoke for obvious rea… One’s change in response of eviden… And the rat goes insensate underwa… With the nerves flourishing at nig… The vision fierce with expression…
A touch of blood to the head. A corps in inverted position. Attraction, ended communication, All her remains analyzed, Not a given supposition.
Above the earth and the firmament It is unclear who, actually, has i… Collective truism, our life is a m… One love, one life, they sing, Science contradicts,
All of my Sorrows renewed Into unwanted tomorrows From the ashes of dream and desire Into little nothings of rage, emot… How small and insignificant our au…
I lie with no intent, I lie my so… Tomorrows not dawned, dusks without nights I lie for being pawned I lie for pity of lost witty,
What’s the drive keeping me on, While continuing to ignore when I… Deaf to my desires, blind to evide… Stance after stance not knowing ho… Move void of choreography
I chose to say it in this foreign… That feels like a hearth to me, a… There is a story before a happenin… Of lost territories, recovered by… By Claymore swift cuts, by Moore…
Ambidexterity should pass an idea Of amelioration of the genome. Or some real plausibility out of u… Forgetting brain duality as it sho… Corpus “callosotomy analyzability”…
The line of death humans has augme… We dying and dying since we were b… A long long tree, an extensive lin… Now we can live more proximally Since the advent of all pixels, di…
I hate your hate, it is neither fa… By its your compassion that makes… False as true a black widow’s bite False as the frog’s tongue deceivi… I hate you am I’m gonna splask yo…
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