Poems from JulesHeck

I feel about him The way astronauts must feel When they see Earth Drifting among the stars A profound beauty Shining alone In a great...
The grass is never green here The clouds are never white The leaves are brown The water's black The day is without light    No space to...
Reflected in the dingy bathroom mirror lost amongst the vaguely pink walls and toothpaste splatters I look at myself and wonder how anyone...
In a mind not free of strife Dwells a world withheld through life A place of fiction where I’m content But whose same fiction makes me...

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