this is the hour o soul, thy free flight into the worldless,
away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done,
thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes thou lovest best.
night, sleep, and the stars.
- walt whitman
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once upon a time i decided i wasn't satisfied with my collection of poetry and other meaningful things. i thought that maybe there were others out there that feel the same way, and so while i'm on my adventure in search of the unknown perhaps you can find some treasures in what i have come to appreciate.
this blog is a compilation of various works. recognition can be found in the tag below each post. if you wish for your work to be removed, do let me know.
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