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Desacralized Poems - Poems about Desacralized


Premium Member My boots, still burdened with the dust of Carpathian trails
...My boots, still burdened with the dust of Carpathian trails, Silently slip over the gleaming tiles of an urban temple, Where hipsters sip artisanal nectar on lazy Tuesday afternoons, Under the imp......

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Categories: desacralized, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Manic Depressive Climates
...Depression is like dying without hope this process will end well, without remediation at least not for my closely held ego-identity, and despair this turning inward creates a cocoon by avoidin......

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Categories: desacralized, beauty, culture, depression, health,
Form: Political Verse




Book: Reflection on the Important Things