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I Am Santo

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That dust in the windowpane at the failing light of dusk, it sings that melancholy lilt in whispers. It longs for days colored with better hours, fairer attentions paid and chances for the right moves out of each painted-into corner. Take out the pen. Spill blood ink with confidence. See things shift in the mirror, […]

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Unflinching. Unopened. These wide open eyes with fixed irises tell no tale of light’s injustice or the hard, weathered shell of smooth longing. Granite folly and the stuttering heart of concrete majesty stands emblematic of spent passions and incapable desires. Adorning the mundane, it’s expended effort; spilled seed anywhere but where life could spark in […]

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Our guardian sat quiet in blue light, shrouded in black, a scar of segmented abdomen serrating and buttressing smooth defense. Protective stone revered by superstitious minds, guided to position by cautious, needy hands to drive away dangerous attractions, fleeting, curious venom arching, diving, stinging, hating. Validity’s swerving grasp proves elusive, yet it remains sat, resolve […]

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