Long live the travelerweighted shoulders, rubbed raw with life's pleasured rednessLong live the traveler
strained veins against fleshed bones, draw up and out in sweet effort
metal on metal on stone, tracks laid for mine and others
unique passing, grouped by sameness, a sameness spoken in whispered loves
held tight in moonlit swaths, sheeted bunks, bowed under dreams
heavy dreams, shifting feet against strained boards, lowered to cool
shoes fitted to feet, I walk the moonlit paths of cities
unexplored, as the sun rises, light cascading as water
its passing warning me of time passing
GiantsSpeaking giants holler in the distance calling back to one another and forth in voices spoken over decades and more centuries, millennia they speak sadness less sadness to me than change, with tears newness pours from their aching eyes leaving the world to smell of freshness life bursts forth from their emotions when they finish weeping all is cleanGiants
They show that change for the sake of change in great rivulets and rivers nature made it is perfectly fine to feel fearful of it
but to reject it is to put a stop to life we gather close those few we need to floa
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I may not always be charming, but im always honest, and considering how often im honest, its amazing how often im charming.
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I may not always be charming, but im always honest, and considering how often im honest, its amazing how often im charming.
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