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This Once Was Your Home

I was walking down a path when I began running, not sure where to, just running. Feeling the wind on my face, the exhilaration of speed. 433 more words


Notes on a Metamorphosis

Cosmic chrysalis,
Entity entombed,
Dreaming of humanity,
Asleep until exhumed.

Drunk with possibility,
Aging like good wine,
Just like Orson Wells,
No drink until its time. 72 more words