A writer sometimes retains only those poems that find no place. A strange ineffable experience of the mind, its enormous success of self love
Almost fierce
Cannot be
Until Am is Am
My very veins
In its desire to be
A writer sometimes retains only those poems that find no place. A strange ineffable experience of the mind, its enormous success of self love
Almost fierce
Cannot be
Until Am is Am
My very veins
In its desire to be
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