Steven Silent Wolf Biography

(East)
That Life conceived
In Darkness born
The Light that lights my eye is Wisdom's Child
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Like a door, I'm poor at metaphor, and very bad with simile.
I'm more than just a little off on my rhymability.

My mother, the existentialist, has never cared for meaning.
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The brown strength of roots
and the decadence of ripeness
fall full against the golden arms
that strain to hold the southing sun
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