![]() A CatalystA Poem by Owen
We spoke innately through laughter coated with tears, from the catalyst of disaster, we emerged from within ourselves as one whole, from the shrieks of New York our very souls became infused, bonded by this hysteric dysphoria we were enabled to live fully, despite our fear of tomorrow
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