I am the Space Age Poet.
Habitual nightmares birth somniphobic tendencies. Unable to wake ...
Waiting For the next bag of lies. He can't afford ...
I walk a seemingly familiar path Getting closer to the answers but farther from the truth. ...
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Cold is the man that perspires loneliness and bleeds uncertainty. ...
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