the beast

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Once upon a poem, in six kingdoms, far away, There lived a prince in each one, at his side, a princess. Then quite a curious thing happened one day,
I love the beast hidden within me, sneakily behind these quiet eyes, only unleased when it is time to unwind with a good ol' game of air hockey.   The two shiny quarters in my palm
Words.Words.Words.Words. All around us. Inside us. About us. Biography. Why me? Because the words flow. An Animal fights and claws at the lining of my soul.  Ripping inward to pull itself outward. Shadows
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