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Post by thefleetsin on Aug 13, 2018 20:41:04 GMT
i'll see your dystrophy and raise you my autism
often times the light comes like shattered pieces of a window breaking with hundreds of like images reflecting back at me.
so even i can relate to muscular dystrophy as bones refusing to cradle the spasms which some may see as chasms but we know as: caverns of light!
sjw 08/13/18 inspired at this very moment in time by the hand that mocks the cradle of civilization: little old me.
from the 'beauty series' of poems
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