Friday, June 10, 2016

EPL- INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL

 The Crows stay close by. A Mason hovers. I spin when I can, I smoke to forget. The drink dulls me. I pull light from the Nouns of Matter. I explain my case, my case is thus termed valid, and yet, I ache from reprise.

 

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