down, down, down, through rusty pipes, centuries old
the refuse of my abandon flows.
it is an angry, caustic river, and
the debris of its journey remains in my nose.
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rest in its shade and you shall see / one must charge off cliffs to truly be free.
look into my eyes.
- Dan
- el Mundo
- i am a lover of life in all forms. i seek the wisdom of the soul.
Inspiration
"We should consider every day lost on which we have not danced at least once."
-Friedrich Nietzsche
"The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain."
-The Prophet
"once upon a time, there was a person.
the person like to paint themselves with purple pineapples.
every morning, the person dipped his brush in purple paint
pineapples danced on purple shores
and the person smiled
because it made him happy."
-Janna Wagner
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