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Lazy
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@ any random timeframe in a human's life, they will be referred to as - Lazy. From knowing someone lazy, or witnessing the fruits of laziness. This collection of poems is a first attempt at stabbing this poet's old shadowy friends, complacence & fear - the cousins of lazy. Years of planning. Hours of chasing perfection. No real outcomes, just hallways of what maybes & letters. That tide is changing and the hallways are currently being sweep. The stars picked from the cutting room floor one @ a time. This random selection of poems is that poet's broomstick. comment.indulge.enjoy
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