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WaitingA Poem by SmithysmithsmithIt ends when it ends, but until then I stand in awe of the mere fact that all of this exists. The need to seek meaning no longer appetizing when bitin.. |
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Prélude in E minor, Op. 28, No. 4A Poem by SmithysmithsmithA thought about thoughts |
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