Tag: phone note
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THE BEACH FILLS UP MY TOES
the beach fills up my toesthe sunball slowly goesthe clouds a-pinken sweetlythe sea-breeze wheezy blowsfriendships built on sandgrains and granules andseashell shards and sweating beercanscement the new-formed bandthoughts want to be heardbut don’t support the wordstumbled mumbled sentenceslike broken-throated birdsthe eyes of night alivethe darkness is a beautywe dig and dive and stretch and strivelike…
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When…
when i began to learn to love is when i learnt to live with love and all i had was everything though all of things was not enough so off i took in search of things and things i found them everywhere and everywhere was not a place and anyone was not a face so…