http://slow.writerscafe.org/youvepassed The original writings of author youvepassed en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776103956 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Under these lights the world has no meaningit casts voices asideand walks toward the seait means to sink before it bleedsit means to leave to cease to bealive upon its faceand it has been seen scary to the corebut one can always dream http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youvepassed/1332841/ In a womb that's sewn for twowhat keeps my friend warm at night?Its not the murmur of the branchesconvincing him hes alrightUnder a moonlit domewith feet of firehe calls out to the skyIts his fathers facewhen it did breakwhen my friend from death that day escapedRun all you wish my pretty petri frie.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/youvepassed/1330985/