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Post by thefleetsin on Mar 3, 2017 23:16:14 GMT
set your reflectors to illuminate
i live at the corner of nonsense and light weary of the consequence of what it means to fight as i translate the stars rehearsing in their night all too aware of the deafness in those always being right.
i stood on the backs of angels kneeling to a god of spite as i alone set the free in choruses of pure insight.
sjw 03/03/17 inspired at this very moment in time as the portal burns beyond the apostle's urns.
from the 'blasphemy series' of poems
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