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greymachine

  • Weight

    Pacing aimlessly with my feet bound through a dispiriting ocean floorThe turbulent wave's above crack and whipWhile my thought's dash and slipThe world heavy above with worldly thingsA burden to ...

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The grand in the hotel rings with broken tunes; the guests frown; the concierge winces. But the blue-hatted boy is happy and braver than they.
— TheMythMaster