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Another tedious night has arrived
as I survived a new day...
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y/our laughter is a metronome
playing into the late hours of...
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hand-picked wildflowers stamped into the letters
you’d rattle off, were easily one of my...
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Innocence was murdered today.
They slaughtered her like a pig...
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You don't deserve flairs of color
Or talented splashes on canvas...
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Something in your words stands out,
whether pushed into low punctuation...
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It wasn’t the
cold that stole away my...
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...About the humid weather
and the foggy mountain...
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resolve is a tree's
ability to keep on...
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“your clavicle is the horizon
I always swim towards...
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You said you'd run along,
then you didn't...
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It was a fickle afternoon.
Up on the roof of your sixth floor apartment...