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- 08:00 pm
BRB just eating some birthday cake for the world
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- 04:08 pm
Short shameful confession
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- 03:43 pm
"Ye snow-white lambs that trip / Imprisoned ’mid the formal props / Of restless ownership!"
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- 08:02 am
Dear Yulemouse 2016
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- 07:45 am
"some nights we're choking on the words / but some we light on fire"
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- 08:03 am
"No one shall work for money, and no one shall work for fame, / But each for the joy of the working"
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- 12:24 pm
"vuelvo al sur / como se vuelve siempre al amor / vuelvo a vos / con mi deseo, con mi temor"
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- 01:17 pm
"i'm a saddened man i'm a broken boy / i'm a toddler with a complex toy"
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- 08:13 am
"Mirrored in shadowy windows draped / With ragged net or half-drawn blind / Bowsprits, masts"
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- 10:55 am
"it's a neighborly day in this beautywood / it's a neighborly day for a beauty / would you be mine?"
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- 09:01 am
"When it comes, the Landscape listens – / Shadows – hold their breath – "
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- 01:31 pm
"A feeling of sadness and longing / That ... resembles sorrow only / As the mist resembles the rain"
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- 08:48 am
"the storms are raging on the rollin' sea / and on the highway of regrets"
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04:04 pm"don't worry that it's not good enough / for anyone else to hear / just sing / sing a song"
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Active Entries
- 1: “sit down girl! i think i love you! / no get up, girl! show me what you can do!”
- 2: “the day bleeds / into nightfall / and you’re not here / to get me through it all”
- 3: “this is my desire / consume me like a fire / ’cause i just want something beautiful / to touch me”
- 4: “all we have to do now / is take these lies and make them true somehow”
- 5: “vuelvo al sur / como se vuelve siempre al amor, / vuelvo a vos / con mi deseo, con mi temor”
- 6: “life is very short and there’s no time / for fussing and fighting my friend”
- 7: “the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls / and tenement halls / and whispered”
- 8: “mars ain’t the kind of place to raise your kids/in fact it’s cold as hell and there’s no one there”
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