No Matter What it is
No matter what it is, it will go away No matter what it is, it will regenerate No matter what it...
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The Graveyard’s Stories
Waveless left, withers, a wild sapphire dies, can’t reach your skies as the graveyard sighs, grief...
Read MoreBold HyperLines
Lines, lines, straightly strive, a line hides an intimate drive to be quite right, but once alive...
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The Molasses Remain
Maple drips in an empty nest, they’ve left, but the molasses remain, the cupboard is open,...
Read MoreViridescent Pathways
The wind tingles the rhythm of my wilderness until I become viridescent. I whistle to the grass as...
Read MoreThe Spirit of Ideas
After an idea is born, what happens with its spirit? We can capture ideas or we can let them free....
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