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Landing
On a landing I do dwell
Freshly carpeted and ready to sell
Just me and the velux between the stars
How I wish I could see that far
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With Guitar in hand, I do dwell
My own escape from living hell
Strumming into the deep of night
Without a sound nor a light
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In my head, I do dwell
Whispering softly like a sweet smell
Contorting in the dark
As calm as a wolf's...
Monday 10th November 2025 3:50 pm
Forsyth Park
Naps in the grass
The Sun is my blanket
Underneath the sheet of the breeze.
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Basketball court sings
A rhythmic lullaby of
Crossovers, trash talk, and lay ups.
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I allowed the grass to swallow my toes
In exchange, the grass allowed my locs to mingle with the ants.
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Little caterpillar, in search of new
joins me on my cot for a spell.
Then, inches off to conte...
Thursday 24th July 2025 8:51 am

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