shrunken and stiff,i am without water.
You did not beat. it. out.
with all the warmth this winter can muster, were you wise to unplug?
What am I? vexed vapor in your vision. can you not hear heart break at your door post?
can you not see me spinning while I wipe out? Oh that's right I have no track listing on your iTunes. I shift this from side to side, leaning right then left. (right then wrong?) I dwell in the waver and make fixed my position. center of silence, screaming at you to get eyesight in your daylight. no hook no bait yet I wait, with well tuned sense, for a bite. be it ever so slight, it might lead land ward.
ahh, such fancy folly. I seek to shed that skin with heart as sleeve.
I want to be done to those with none
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i want to be done to those with none.
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