and it has been said that you want your life.
and
this is mine: fourteen years blind
and this is yours: a
kicking at all the walks
i though i might run for
and it needs a - those frayed ends, they are
I carve my key from wood
for inexpensiveness
I carved my key
i was the last one with crayons.
they told me of
with wire-encrusted eyes
then she pulled me aside
and asked
and however overbearing it may be.
we will extend past the
it opened this morning -- conscience arisen, it
opened this morning.
joseph.
say, "none of this we can
own for more than
i decorate it with color - bring it to mine.
i
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