

rest areamy america's a loss collection an invention a requiem in b(urned bridge) flatrest area
reborn in insect-peppered roadside sacrament leaking dust to color brush
creeping climbing
hills to frame the big empty it gets me
thinking
pain is just
something we live with it ceases only
at the end of the life
that it
begins with
and I spend every precious instant (in altered states of existence)
crossing lines avoiding eyes creating dista
evenstar...II
xo!
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an antique arms and armor expert
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"The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain." Lord Byron
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How are you?
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Enjoy your weekend..
"Who's your Daddy"?
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"A subject for a great poet would be God's boredom after the seventh day of creation."
F. Nietzsche.
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