I will make this short. Music comes in waves. I stand atop a long crest. Though it will crash against the shore, I can ride awhile yet.
Away me now to ride.
"Am I awaited?"
9 hours ago
Welcome to the amateur solipsism poetry hour. Fear the mindspew. Time for your lawnmower headswap.
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