An Exhausted Philophobe With A Life That Revolves Around Photography and Could Have Been's...

Waterfront...

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I stood at the waterfront with a beating heart, clothed in dripping blood and held by careless, carefree fingers that threatened to do as they pleased. I shut the rib that had caged and held back my ability to wander the vast arid lands of possibilities...

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Homeless...

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They say home isn't four walls, a shiny chandelier, Italian stained windows and a Russian nuclear proof door. Home isn't the Global Positioned Spot where the 'Leprechauns' buried that pot of gold for if it was; the queue might out 'Trump' that that graced...

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Emotions.

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Emotions; they come pouring like water off the edge of the Everest; cold and still, like the fires of furnaces of Babylon; heated till the heaters die, dead off of servitude, like the rolling clouds of a Pacific storm, like the stars of the cosmos, like...

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Forever.

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Forever was not wanting the new tech conversation she was having with her father to end, cause though she wasn't going to get any, it allowed her the chance to bond all she wanted with the man who raised her. Forever was not wanting the hot, unelectrified...

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Depression!

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Potato,Po-tah-to,Tomato,To-ma-toe, You said go, I said noYou said go, I stayed so I struggled and fumbledTo stay strongTo keep hopeI burned; burned bright like the Midgard star, burned fast like a meteoric shower, burned hot like the flames of Tatarus....

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An Exhausted Philophobe With A Life That Revolves Around Photography and Could Have Been's...