Blackout Poetry Hollow

In the dusk
I am still
looking for it --
the language that is
lace

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they deceive themselves, They fear to love, to unbar their conscience, to be for themselves unreasonable and weak

they deceive themselves, They fear to love, to unbar their conscience, to be for themselves unreasonable and weak

2 years ago

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