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You carry the winds upon your back,
for fear there won't be enough to nudge
you forward when you lose your way.
But I was never one for
better safe than sorry
and I'd rather go my whole life
without a hard days work than
know exactly where I've been
and where I'm headed.
(in the depths, where even your lamp-light eyes can't shine, I'll wander onward)
for fear there won't be enough to nudge
you forward when you lose your way.
But I was never one for
better safe than sorry
and I'd rather go my whole life
without a hard days work than
know exactly where I've been
and where I'm headed.
(in the depths, where even your lamp-light eyes can't shine, I'll wander onward)
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quarter past midnight
The nascence of fall whispers
Quietly behind my ears -
The ripple of a full golden moon
Over thick, inky waves.
The last storm of summer left
Gaping darkness in the glass city,
Contorted boughs etched against
A disconcertingly wide sky.
Months of transition.
Anesthesia.
The knowledge that one day
That there will be one
Empty bed in the house
(please have mercy
please).
Drowning out the fear in soundwaves late at night.
Tearing lives apart with my bare hands
(Blood swirling open like petals;
I'm so sorry).
Crippling self hate and doubt.
Running from the ones I should love
(the southern stars offer consolation; outside,
the milky way arc
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I dance......
I dance to music only one other has heard
He was my best friend
Since he left I've been dead
And after many a long, long year
I've decided
To feel again
The pain, the pain
The living
It feels good to live again
Lancelot Price 2018 April 11,
retroactive by uncalculated number of days
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The plaintive cry seemed to come from all around me, though I knew it was only echoing off the empty walls. I got up to see what was the matter, and he darted out of sight as I moved. I checked the most likely cause, but the dishes were full.
I turned back to the futon to see that the cat had distracted me and stolen my spot.
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Hm. You should read "The Name of the Wind" by Patrick Rothfuss. It has this as one of the driving themes for the main character. (Also, it's the best book I've ever read, and has phrases like yours that make me question the world and what/how I've been taught. Yes. Some of your lines actually do that.)