I enjoy the living outside the margins build up, that was nice
this whole letter written poem of anxiety and such was sweet
it made me feel the urgency to continue reading and I did...
in fact as I kept reading..then
An empty masters- the room you left, and maybe wake up from...
& return to, day in, day out, a daydream that has lost its appeal,
and wear on your fourth wall, a pin through a purple heart. You wouldn't know.
You gaze at the ceiling, happily in the dark if only for a few moments.
very interesting work Split...keep it up
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.....laugh....and the world laughs with you
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