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The myth of the futureA Poem by anartao |
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Truth like oxygenA Poem by anartao |
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Who's stories do we tell ?A Poem by anartao |
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Slavery exportedA Poem by anartao |
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A eulogy for evolutionA Poem by anartao |
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A hearts graffitiA Poem by anartaoA poem about the stories, scars and names that life leaves etched upon a heart |
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My madnessA Poem by anartaoI may sometimes appear mad to the outside world, but no more mad than the outside world appears to me |
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The men who ruleA Poem by anartao |
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