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in expression, humanity; simply withers.Chains block impressions in the current~~past, once enjoyed the carrier of wombs yet, as time carries it’s distractions~~ death and love; peace and disturbance exist in the existential.Find, find your way in continuums, exposure to air leaves flushing of visage, swelling truth over the sun’s body, robbing joy in the living, beast takes one asunder, holy ghosts and endless battles, in centurial time.You bare scars of resemblance, where one loves life, love remains hidden, exudes confidence but you, do not.Perhaps, confi

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ding in invisible structures and deity, wishes made on blanket stars, shall seal your desires for the guidance in life~ death is the guarantee; perhaps a golden escape, running elevation.Thy will is absolved.Humans construct; seamless hours spent subject to tasks.To live in this world~ courage must be accounted for, you resemble a former self, it matters not.You have overtly shattered, simply dissolved into the crust of being, crawling back to find your way back, into history.<a href="undefined">Anna Rozwadowska</a> 2019</article></body>

Dead Poets Live Prompt: Time + Place + Love + Death

“You are not here to verify, Instruct yourself, or inform curiosity Or carry report. You are here to kneel. . .” T.S. Eliot

Weariness is antidote to a bleeding heart; love forbidden by earthly desire~ death is imminent and unforeseen in expression, humanity; simply withers.

Chains block impressions in the current~past, once enjoyed the carrier of wombs yet, as time carries it’s distractions~ death and love; peace and disturbance exist in the existential.

Find, find your way in continuums, exposure to air leaves flushing of visage, swelling truth over the sun’s body, robbing joy in the living, beast takes one asunder, holy ghosts and endless battles, in centurial time.

You bare scars of resemblance, where one loves life, love remains hidden, exudes confidence but you, do not.

Perhaps, confiding in invisible structures and deity, wishes made on blanket stars, shall seal your desires for the guidance in life~ death is the guarantee; perhaps a golden escape, running elevation.

Thy will is absolved.

Humans construct; seamless hours spent subject to tasks.

To live in this world~ courage must be accounted for, you resemble a former self, it matters not.

You have overtly shattered, simply dissolved into the crust of being, crawling back to find your way back, into history.