I Am A Wilted Flower
I am a wilted flower of that I can claim, I pulse out the idea the previous day, let it me flow in early morning. Quiet time in silence, the…
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I am a wilted flower of that I can claim, I pulse out the idea the previous day, let it me flow in early morning. Quiet time in silence, the…
Black gate, black door, the power game behind house building called 10, you know the one, that keeps the Tories in power. Not easy to see as it is the…
Toward the end and in the distance I could visage the beginning between black skeletal trees, a moon behind me and so in front of me illumination, creation, preservation, transmutation…
Warrior of Poetry AKA Mason Cult in turk’rs wood once m’re twas early evening mason ent’r’d his creepy did abide upon the f’rrest track t hadst only been m’rely two…
We must simplify to survive the current model, detune, detoxify, accept humble worship. The light and day, we are given we can be anywhere just from our minds stop the…