Category: Poetry
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Stay
Stay. But if you are here to stay, let it be completely. . . Stay. Not because one heart has a rope around another, but because we know “two” is just a number. . . Stay. There is nowhere else to run to. Nothing to fight for, and all to surrender to. . . Stay.…
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I Stand
I stand with myself, sometimes alone. . . I stand with you, even if you don’t see me. . . In a world of “YOU” and “I” being “WE” is a Revolution. . . So I stand here, looking from within how illusion takes over reality. . . And I continue to stand with myself,…
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Empty
Art: Kasimir Malevich, Black Circle, State Russian Museum (St. Petesburg). I lost everything so I could be right. And then, winning felt so empty.
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