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Sunday, April 27, 2025

a run-on sentence to the brain

 they say truculence

 is the opposite of sagacity,

 as wisdom is the opposite

 of petulant foolishness.

 a storm of words no man can tame

 is a run-on sentence in the brain.


 when one coward feigns confidence

 tis our duty to expose this countenance

 as his crippling, rippling-down drudgery

 brings waves and waves of criminality.

 this storm of words no man can tame

 is a run-on sentence in the brain.


 fields and fields of skeletal remains

 spread under drone-filled cloudy skies

 the ruminations of senseless spirits

 the ruminations of too many lies.

 this storm of words no man can tame

 is a run-on sentence to the brain.

 

 


 

 

 

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