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Post by anirbas on Oct 4, 2024 23:02:47 GMT -6
In this life I am an amber trapped dragonfly a sappy still life wings imprisoned throughout time mind searching for the answers
To this conundrum extrication my mission longing to fly! Fly! above and far far away "...must be some way outta here..."
Or so the song says hope is but an illusion a rainbow band aid stretched across a gaping wound of deprivation and loss
Can you hear the screams? lost in this echo chamber of aborted dreams I always thought I'd break free of this desk paperweight life
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Post by artolmaeus on Oct 12, 2024 16:26:01 GMT -6
it feels like being broken is the thing to avoid, but until something breaks, nothing, in part can do anything but remain, why the caged bird sings, if only a fingertip leans over the wall, at least, it was there, even if it cannot tell what that is
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