Of the World’s loudest secret,
persistence is unequivocal.
Fuel as real as food and water.
In dreams there is a conversation.
Return keeps half in darkness.
I’m otherwise blind if not for color.
Affirmed inside my tunnel.
A fact that days compile.
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Author, blogger, painter, poet, schizophrenic, vitamin salesman. There's a shadow person living in my head is something I believe. Fiction. Digital art. Smalltime jobs. I do all these things. Bad biology is a lie. God is a robot. View all posts by Luke Meyer
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