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Read MoreI was not made for these times.The world is too fasttoo noisytoo everything for my liking.Enough is no longer enough. I miss unsealed roadstrees and corner storeshomes not housesthe smell of dads aftershavethe way mum 'made do' with everything I...
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Thanks Ruby for your thoughtful and considered comment.
There are so many things now that are better than before but peace in ourselves is not one of them.
😘
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Read MoreIn a seance, weeping, smearing the lipstick.Turning on the switch, talking to the deadand insomniacs.Feeling a breath of the cold catwith its red chatoyant eyes.Weaving me a cradle of an empty dreamin my insanity's nightmare.In a seance, weeping, touching...
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I do tend to smear the lipstick when I attend a seance.
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Thank you, kindly.
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Read MoreWriting is deep thought Analogous to amphibious activities into depths of deep seas Having a window to penetrate what lies below before the need to breathe Making for the skies above Everything we did we did for love Where the sun broke the clouds in the skies above Everything we did we did for love Ink spill a Rorschach of Holy diver staying alive by being alive being alive by being...
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This is amazing. I felt this in my core
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Powerfully penned, Cipher. Great write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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I love the amphibian analogy, Cipher. The geography of your piece is appealing. Here’s to your journey down below!
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Read More𝐸𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝓁𝑜𝓌𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓂𝑒𝓂𝑜𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒹𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓈 𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓌𝒾𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶 𝒷𝒾𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝓀𝒾𝓈𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒶𝓊𝓉𝓊𝓂𝓃'𝓈 𝒶𝒾𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶 𝓇𝒽𝓎𝓉𝒽𝓂𝒾𝒸 𝓅𝓊𝓁𝓈𝑒 𝑒𝓂𝒷𝓇𝒶𝒸𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓈 𝒹𝒶𝓃𝒸𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓈𝓅𝑒𝒸𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝒻𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝑜𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝒻𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝒾𝒶𝓇 𝑜𝒻 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝒶𝓃𝑔𝒾𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝒾𝑒 𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓈𝓅𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝓊𝓃𝓇𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒾𝒹𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒶𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓈 𝒾𝓃𝒸𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑒𝒹
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Read MoreIn the shifting sands of time, I hold onto what’s been lost.The footprints fade as the water washes them away, reminders of my past. Among the grass,I can see a reflection of my creator. Behind the darkness, memories linger...
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I really like this! Most of us don’t really soak in life how we used to before we had the world in the palm of our hands & information, entertainment & the pretense of connection at our fingertips. Really LIVING a moment has to be much more intentional—a disciplined decision now.