Hiraeth
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Burning through the 'fault lines' An obsidian rush towards the surface Rising from the depths of deception Departing, radiating in all directions Uncontainable. Poems for those who feel dropped off on the wrong planet, homesick for something indescribable.
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Thursday

The depths of my mind and dialogue of it all. My thoughts. My fakeness. My lies. My confessions. My Raw mental conversations. My weakness. My complicated life. The nonsense that creeps up in my head when I'm thinking. There is no need to understand. There is no need to feel pity. This is Thursday.

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