Living is navigating a crowded building
Slipping past emotions and people with nary a word
Disregarding and pretending things are not the way they are
Dodging the realities of your situation
Willful ignorance resplendent
Both far too valid, and utterly hollow at the same time
False life, but being lived
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Anthology
PoetryA collection of Poems and maybe short starts to fics? Mostly Poems right now.