Suffering Comments
Locked in the folds of tenuous breaths
Life stutters on the path of confused dreams
Suffer I alone bereft of a star
Waiting to be picked up from eddies of needs and surly whims
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The fists are open now with distinct lines No pain as I am accustom to losing the toss Waiting on the stage for the final act to come They have words for nails and my heart for the Cross A fine description indeed
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8/16/2025 4:05:45 AM # 1.0.0
Waiting for the final act, very powerful experience and expression