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Another Invocation
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Inspired by Poe
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I Damn Near Thought I Loved Her…
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Thoughts
Winter is coming much later these days. All our unending in so many ways. Our time on Earth’s fleeting — just flitting about Survival’s a razorblade’s width from without. In so many ways I am cooler than most Hanging around with Shakespeare and Poe’s ghosts. If money is not life’s conditional prize, Then beauty is…
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Serpentine
