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the miles are simply longer...
All that was perched
in a robins nest...
Dancing with sweet feminism,
above cemeteries of barren fields...
Drifting into the expansiveness
of the moments when you once...
Snow lay upon the rose
One early winter day...
Locked away behind closed doors,
So no-one else can see...
Little black boxes
and pumpkin cars...
A tear running away
From my eye...
repeat it
until you believe it...
Who am I if I do not have the slightest clue?
I question the intentions of my aspirations...
There are times
that even though...
Guilty on all counts - George Floyd.
United we will stand one day...