I Want You To Write A Poem Off-the-cuff Right Here Right Now
Emptiness rising Like poison ivy On a fenced heart Please have mercy
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The icy attitude of each waking dawn, shuns him away with a wave of its gleaming eminence, once again, confining him inside his trembling labyrinth. Fucking Daedalus.
