sixty one suns
the sum of the weight of my heart,
so heavy that I can float in a vacuum,
see the cosmos through light
shining on closed lids,
I tip shadows off the palms of my hands
shouting versus from liberty land,
I stand beneath the cloud of humanities failed dreams of freedom
eating knowledge for morning porridge
s**ting books.
the sum of the weight of my heart,
so heavy that I can float in a vacuum,
see the cosmos through light
shining on closed lids,
I tip shadows off the palms of my hands
shouting versus from liberty land,
I stand beneath the cloud of humanities failed dreams of freedom
eating knowledge for morning porridge
s**ting books.
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