Tag: poetry
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5/10/26
You ever feel like there’s something wrong with you? Yeah, me too. I’ve pretty much always felt like there was something wrong with me. I’m not sure when or what caused it really, but it’s been there. Watching over me. Sometimes it would take my hands. It would wrap its hands into mine, clasping the…
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The Song Bird’s Shadow.
Over the mountain, through a canyon beyond the hills, and across a prairie, people in mass and motion, their moving buzz is the thing we call life and living. Yet, like a black speck—muted, washed out, displaced, replaced, forgotten, and cast aside—there lies one in the cracks between. Like a Songbird, last of his species,…
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