I think
About
“And
Then
what?”
—-
Let it’s
Waves
wash
Over…
I Am
Shore
Li[n]e.
—-
If we
Have to
Give up
Everything,
Why not
Start here.
—-
I am a
Chasm
Of Yet
to Be
Written
Words,
& You, my
Inspiration.
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I spew all these words at you, releasing them from bonking around up in my noggin causing a ruckus.
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