everything is lacking explanations and i am too much of a realist to grasp the concept of abstractions.
nothing is real yet any and everything is up in the air and if u know me then u know how i feel about my feet being on the ground
i need them to be there.
//e.b.
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DIRTY LAUNDRY
Poetryjust another underrated poetry book, a poetic photograph of the saddest months of my life from Jan 2016- May 2016 ***BEWARE PROFANITY***
