contemplation realisation as I understand how to bow to true sensation annihilation of the frantic degeneration that I stave off, these errors that lifestyle, away with that nihilism. I wander the garden of my mind releasing notions that I no longer need to find the patterns of daisies and cloying pansies fit for regeneration between my two eyes mind soul me. [...]
Poem: forged perfection – 03/12/21

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