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By James GreenPublished 3 years ago • Updated 3 years ago • 1 min read

Black grass. Black moon. Black glass. Black spoon.

Black shining sky. Black shining eyes.

Oozing ground? A black shining prize.

A prize worth its wait.

Don't stutter.

Hesitate.

Don't plan for the future. The day is for now! Linear progression for a linear row.

It has to be said. What are the ears for?

Masks for disguises. A ballroom. Compromises. A law-mauled jaw, raw feelings on the floor. Places torn to pieces for the benefit of feelings. Masking down dealings is worth more than concealing.

Why wait for destiny? Is it already written? Senses prove right when senselessness becomes reason.

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