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I Am Drunk In My Bed By Every Speculative Adolescent

My space ship of a lamp shade,
This little cardboard room.
What genius exists here,
In the abscence of the moon?

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Beata Agustin

December 3, 2025 at 11:01 PM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.