Best Captors Poems

“The place of cure of the soul.”

Millions, clasped beyond Minerva's hall,
While inquisitive and confident hard.
Headed down towards different thoughts;
To giant collections, questions, borders strange.

There stood content's house of three.
In front, moved in cylindrical copyrights,
In round pegs and liquid language totems.

Then the first, unsettled pages in...

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All I can hope for, I can not put into writing. 

Because I am turning blank, my words shot with lightning. 

I enter this cavern- and the doors close forever. 

I rid myself of my family's voices, wishing they would pull a lever. 

To send...

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