hinging on your successors
there there personality
now and why
soldiers find when its you
who needs to stop
when you support me
on anothers list
and you figured
buttons at home
on a couch
missing me
can't relay the rate
price perfect admission to fate
how checkmate louds
in feathered quills
history and castle
my water is salts
salts black
atlantic and cracks of thatchlings
woven networks or earth
butter churning dreams of toast
and meaning something
young liberty
learn crying and dying's language
she and her heard's probate at gavel
stigmatic, reverent and observant
monochrome
Copyright © kevin mathenia | Year Posted 2025
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