our dreaming draws amnesia away from the same ghost
Are you willing to leave them alone on the earth for their last twenty years?
I doubt with presence my absolute hereness.
Amensia.
I believed inquiry would mean I had a
Question.
No one likes your gesture sequence of
Poems.
We left the water
To leave the water
Guessing.
Don’t get mad at babies.
Be nice to god.
Tender soldier, there are birds
That bury teethmarks.
The ground is too soft.
Your hand will die.
kingsoftrain 
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