I Write Poetry
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square-shaped faces clamor around me
circular orbs grow jealous
but there is the vertical and horizontal blessing that keeps me undedicated to the underworld
you are as free as you want to be
but try and squeeze through this skinny path
this vocation isn’t any easier
I toil on the inside
Love climbed upwards
[/b][/b]square-shaped faces clamor around me
circular orbs grow jealous
but there is the vertical and horizontal blessing that keeps me undedicated to the underworld
you are as free as you want to be
but try and squeeze through this skinny path
this vocation isn’t any easier
I toil on the inside