what if we could sell dreams in chunks
and give away nightmares for free
what if we could steal ambition for once
and ebb away this gnawing wastefulness
that eats us away with every breath we don’t taste
every breath that we need to choke death away
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This piece is well stringed with the right amount of pace and imagery.
A wonderful read!
Enigma 🙂
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My dreams are free, too. Are yours?
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