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I Want People to Share Their Poetry

We eke out an existence as we survive hand to heart on whatever scraps of care the wold gives us, passing distractions, temporary friends, episodic joys, and fleeting occasions. As ravenous spirits we wearily wander along the shores of time, as the waves of change crash upon the beach, though try as we might, our sandcastle lives always seem to succumb to the entropy of the swells. We long for something that can endure the surging torrents. a passion that is carved from stone, one to outlast the waters. Yet the moon so filled with lust grows heavy watching each tragedy and comedy play out, it swoons as the tides rise to kiss it goodnight. and so our castles are swallowed up by the seas. Real love is murky depths and held breath, awaiting the moments we can fill our lungs with that of another's soul, the one whom sets our marrow on fire.

 
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