there is enough for a book.
Here, in the container of all my files... over 200 or so... more untyped. Journals stacked on shelves.
I am a Poet.
What the hell am I doing?
I am unjust to myself.
No more.
This can't continue any longer.
Here, in the container of all my files... over 200 or so... more untyped. Journals stacked on shelves.
I am a Poet.
What the hell am I doing?
I am unjust to myself.
No more.
This can't continue any longer.
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