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The Loss of Poetry
The Loss of Poetry
The Loss Of Poetry
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I Look At You And See All The Ways A Soul Can Bruise, And I Wish I Could Sink My Hands Into Your Flesh And Light Lanterns Along Your Spine So You Know There’s Nothing But Light When I See You.
Choosing To Be Single Isn’t Selfish, It’s Just Smarter To Be Alone Than With The Wrong Person.
Brutalgeneration: Preikestolen By Robin Kamp On Flickr.
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