Launch

She says, I delay things by looking for what tomorrow brings and wondering if the grass is greener, I’ve seen her watching me while waiting to see what happens next…

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Foxholes

It’s about the letter making something worse or something better, laughter turn to slaughter to daughter one letter more to slaughters daughters. It sorts nothing neither boys nor men ink to pen then when then when? I am dabbling in some artistry where wizardry holds fast to passing stars strangers arriving in faster cars and…

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