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an unfinished poem

…to the ones who got away

and those that never will come…


i wanted to love her

and i wanted her in her youth

but instead i found her in my dreams


and when she spoke to me

she came ever sweatly

and i — i never came



…and still i wait….

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My name is Michael and during my free time I avoid having a day job. Strangely enough, this gives me the freedom to run this blog. I write just about anything that can be considered art. I also occasionally post articles that may or may not be relevant to the theme of this site. You’ve been warned.

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