mind racing
on a track lined with obstacles
no spectators
no rules
and better yet
no fucking finish line
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Poetry Book 2
Poetryjust a bunch of poetry, started january of 2020. we'll see how far it takes us. I basically just post random ass poems I create, not in any promised order. it just happens. this is book two - I stopped book one after one hundred poems. I think I'll...
horse race
mind racing
on a track lined with obstacles
no spectators
no rules
and better yet
no fucking finish line
