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Depth Without Action Is Just Noise

Right around there are the corridors of power, success, money and status. Things have happened long ago that make up the whole part of who he is. He is that one person who is at least talking about it, thinking…

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Clearing the Slate

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A Speck of What I Can Offer

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All Roses on the Gunshots

And the night shall fall short to spell, Another rain on the parched blood soaked in airy blue. To let hopes sulk in deep on concrete black road, Waiting to roll over with words invited to crack skulls open. …

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Depth Without Action Is Just Noise

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Chasing Her

For as long as I can remember, I’ve been chasing her. Not a woman, really. But something like her.A silhouette in the distance—sharp, confident, impossible to forget.She walks like she knows the answers. Talks in riddles. Smiles rarely but meaningfully.And…

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