poetry//unknown
It is with the greatest presence
or the greatest absence
of love
that we make art
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Poetry or Prose, I Suppose
PoetryThis is neither fact nor fiction. It is in the realm of my mind, the planes in which are not held accountable for reason or articulation. It is a wild landscape and I need to map it out in the way I know best-writing. So wether it is an unfiltered v...
