We thought we managed to outrun the fog,
but still it remained coiled 'round our brains,
clouding the back of our eyes
and feeding on what could have been.
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because poetry's just another way to confess
so, this is it:
- viktorria
- I've just realized that I can't write to please everyone, only myself. Thank you, Mr Bradbury.
These poems are my own
and unless otherwise noted, are a reflection and extension of myself, and myself only.
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