If winds blew west
If rivers flowed up hills
If I had not been so blessed
If I didn’t need these pills
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The white panther pads Alight against the grey of winter Stalking through the cemetery Walking there alongside me The white panth... -
Here’s the thing, I know we haven’t done this before, or at least in a while. But fuck it, it’s worth a shot. We’re supposed to l...
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Flat, Like a joyless ode. No ups or downs, No peaks and valleys, Just the outstretched blank expanse of human emptiness Onto wh... -
If winds blew west If rivers flowed up hills If I had not been so blessed If I didn’t need these pills
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I found a little peace somewhere between free and incarcerated I found a little peace somewhere slathered in paint and wanderlust... -
I hope I don’t live to regret having lived. Some things are gonna suck, though, and for a long while, but never so much that “o...
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A pre-dawn chill runs up my spine as the black and white cat meows at the door. Another yawn hisses out of my wide-stretched jaws. To...
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