it hits me.
like a ton of bricks,
but without the bricks.
had there been bricks
i’d have surely be killed.
confusion seizes everything,
what is this?
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it hits me.
like a ton of bricks,
but without the bricks.
had there been bricks
i’d have surely be killed.
confusion seizes everything,
what is this?
to imagine
life
without
art,
is to
die.
The dead have no regrets,
as far as I know.