hybrid
i have turned to collect myself to inspect myself to inject myself with an unknown matter a random chatter an endless ladder i have skin of an ancient breed a visitors need an implanted lead a timeless fear a broken gear that leads me here wondering what it is i am missing
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Deckard
I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...
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