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about my old apartment

A primitive anarchist longing

A free flowing poem about finding self

I guess I made a mistake Thinking all your diamonds were fake What more should I do? Lightning strikes twice ti..

Sometimes we have to take back roads to get to the places we want to go

about finding the self

not about James Bond but about when you feel life choking you and all you can do is laugh

A poem about an aspect of myself

My first winter in Worcester

Inspired by Robert Athyli Rogers and Noble Drew Ali