Tattoo the regrets of history upon your innocent face
Life is an adventure, death is only the void at the end
Diplomats don the gilded crowns
Dreams flow freely through my mind, but never pass my lips
I build castles of thought, nothing ever to come of them, as grand as they may be
Reality juxtaposed with harmless fantasies
Juggernauts of hastily formed opinions hurtle ruthlessly forward
My bones are beginning to stir within me, independent of my will
Our world is too beautiful and complex and mysterious to have been planned out
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Nonsensical Poetry Collection
ПоэзияA nonsensical, somewhat whimsical collection of short poems about whatever catches my fancy. Excerpt: "Miniscule maelstroms only harm those small enough to be caught in them"
