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Replying to a comment on:
the nature of our stillborn (Free verse) by Crakyamuni
I shudder now at the sounds of the possibilities that
live to surround and ultimately limit me
Temporality versus periphery, or simply just the enemy
My intentions were never to love or be clever
in the face of such an instance
it was love that was happily severed
Don't smile and laugh, it's distance
I loved you so much I could never, I can never fucking admit this
these crimes and stabbings so poingant, we could hold them and call it
resistance
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