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A fourth of me is yet all of me, after which followers depend curiously, warding vagrant fate, oiling creaky gait, aloft ‘bove foes, shadowed by..
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aging out and away on listscooked up by smug economistsa jumble of well-ordered delusionselectrified glowing extrusionsstirring dreamy drowsy sighted ..
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each and every passing daya hundred billion verses are spunlike threaded gold, flaxen and faymystic notions as old as the sunof spritely spirits new a..
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Year zero facing freshweb-crawled emotes enmeshand social trigonometrykeeps your electric eye on memy space-face close at handwasting into stateful sa..
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Lone
strider bears witness in dismal night,
The grave
of the world, inhumed in cinder,
Flora,
fauna, ashen by unknown blight.
Feral fears billow..
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Recited for recipients of the Medal for Distinguished Valor in Internet Arguments.
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Millions of nightly worldslike strings of liquid pearlsAs snaking sands uncertaindeepest window's drawn curtainWide eyes fortune to beholdwild tales t..
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Thoughts on meditation.
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I am a tool for all ends,'gainst my might strongest steel bends.sharper than any sword,from disuse I'm made dull,yet no whetstone I afford.ruling from..
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when youth is in one's hand
the day is an ancient span
eternal summers
spent in a fantastic dream land
at the gates of age and youth
one path i..
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