When the ghosted foot soldiers
circle the edges of your limits
break motion
send shockwaves
make ripples
and when the legends speak syllables
from the inside of your fire
shout it out
carry it on your shoulders
walk it through the storms
chew up boulders with your jaw bones
spit out fragments clear your throat
throw your hands up
leave the world with two words
fight on
sever the roots
break new skies.
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A collection of my thoughts.
Quote Of The Moment:
The curiosity that killed Schrödinger's cat was the only thing that kept him alive, matter of fact. When life takes your life away, how do you get it back?
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