Okay,
so what's the point in pinching yourself
to see if you're dreaming?
Think about it.
Does it really make sense?
I need pain
to separate reality
from make believe
?
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Things I swallowed and wrote instead
PoetryMy name is Simone and I have been in a serious love/hate relationship with my job for the last five years. I am a photographer in a private photo studio onboard a cruise ship, a job that has turned me into somewhat of a cynic after everything I have...
