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The Trap of the Closed Logic Loop

I think a lot of time and effort is wasted in figuring out what’s what. While we look for the things we need to be grounded in, or the spaces where we need to be philosophical, we let ourselves wander,…
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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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The Trap of the Closed Logic Loop

I think a lot of time and effort is wasted in figuring out what’s what. While we look for the things we need to be grounded in, or the spaces where we need to be philosophical, we let ourselves wander,…
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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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