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Fire warms during the Night
As the night creeps on the air turns chilly the fire becomes ablaze warming all near and far from winter's chilly gaze.
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Djay
I sit within my private quarters of one each and everyday…. selected random tunes to into my ears arrestingly play I am my own disc jockey self-serving DJay all night, all day doesn’t matter I call the shots and tunes Mixtape vibes for myself Tribe-musique unique taste…. earmaggots and hearfeasts headfirst soundboard flirts…. Who is seducing who now hear? Does that even matter? In the soundproof chamber no glass shatters you hear the music within the room you sit, but none shall beyond it…. gradually you begin to lose your voice and its absorbed into the music and the singing starts to sound…. …a lot like you….
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uselessly lamenting the state of things
Oh hell I could have been halfway to nowhere by now the rain fell over the hills and vanished becoming blades of grass or yellow flowers again I am desperate to get out of my body the habits of hurting are wearing me down my data is corrupted I know crazy peace where was I when the rain fell over the hills —I was leaving again I need to fall in love insanely there is no other way I dream up a thousand unsatisfactory men and kill them all. This week the world is ending and I am running out of laundry pods. How long do you love something before you stop. Still I know this bus route like the back of my hand—Stray is in my nature. Do you dare To say something is good. To say something is worth loving where the rain goes after it falls over the hills that’s where I'll be there was a time I wanted nothing more than to make beautiful things now I just want to become one before I die
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they sure do. good write.