Divet Poems - Poems about Divet

...I asked my Mother on a cool, gray blue morning what Projections are, the projections of passions pouncing proudly within the poetry of reality, She said, with woed eyes, Sometimes peoples' bra......

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... Silence is all I hear, Trapped in a box with no memory of coming to be, Wondering what lays beyond the box, A world void of all color, Where time stands eternally still, And silence snakes i......

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