Emptying my eyes
of all the salty lies you
would have me believe.
this is the home of The Beachcomber.
these are the ramblings of a confuséd individual.
that some might call poetry.
that some might call Benjamin.
these are the ramblings of a confuséd individual.
that some might call poetry.
that some might call Benjamin.
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this is the kind of piece that would look very nice in handwriting
I’m going to do that right now.
Been putting it off for no reason.