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I am the Artist I am the Poet I am the Writer I am the Singer I am the Student I am the sister I am the listener I am the observer I am the Lonely I am What I am

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Dark void, vacuum is space Calling Screaming the Dying, Reavers Pledge Peal away the strips of rotted flesh Screaming, howling inhuman Holding us binding us to our conformity Animal’s blood-thirsty ...

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I could see him, hear him. The Blind Muse can not see, no eyes to see with, but a finger rolls off a string, the sound rings singing Ones sight. The deff man watching can not hear the sound but in his ...

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My Great Grandmother died two summers ago. I didn't know her as much as i would have liked to... We lived so far away from each other. She was 96 an old lived woman... dependent and loving till the end. ...