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[lostmusician22]

steps grow stronger
the length, my heart beats
i'm getting there i'm getting there

a promise i'm keeping
but you too must return

a great howl of the times
and of emptiness
of consciousness
when blind men can't feel
to find crossroads and sinkholes

open again
edges, our sorrows
between the crusts
only love

peeling at skins
perhaps best left to heal
but cravings trump all

and you.
for me.
are the craving i seek.