HERE
Chapter 1
Poems, everything would be grand, if you’re
an endless bound. Breaking away from a
persons mind. Fly more. Music than. Break
away. A fullness in action and not in time itself.
Tormenting voice inside, telling me to move
forward. Always branching out in poetry and
never to be spoken in daily conversations.
A separation from the world. Anxious now,
cry more, why for?
(knowledge Variable)
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