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Tuesday, January 6, 2015

death is the only consent

birth is the only constant

everything about this love is ominous

& rarely have I been concerned with profit.

these hands are monuments

more alive then in question

but if you cant digress

then how would you know progression?

all leaders have been followers

& I have wallowed in pain

plain views

& a simple plan to ponder

strange reminders

of a life less conjured

all the magic turns

in the soul of a wanderer

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