Category: Words
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Whether a hypothesis or a prayerboth are still a wishfor something to be truethat is not yet provable Baby spider or baby humansquished or bombedthe life hangs on the threadof your unspoken beliefs Ten slides pitched tostakeholders nodding while texting a lawyerAll in all, the slaves will dig the whole deep enough until allowable levels…
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Dear peripheral darkness in the corner of my room, are you my mother? Have you come to wet my eyes again with tears of ethanol or return the memories you took with you? I’d like the ones with the sunshine through your golden hair, the healing of your food, the safest hours of our private…
