Actions blurred by words, a sea of phrases erase the worst cases. But your ocean of "always" is sinking buoys built to weather wishful thinking. Confusion leads to a storming out, collapsing whatever this was all about. Daily... Continue Reading →
Lasting energy not from the sip of my mug, but the breeze through me as I beg my lungs. I gain distance on the clouds, but I lose myself in the beats I make with the pavement I take on.... Continue Reading →
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