Janus

He who sees without eyes,

he who’s earth and yet flies,

he who lives and yet dies,

who is he?

 

He who speaks without thought,

he whose theft is uncaught,

he who’s desperately sought,

who is he?

 

When the dreamtime comes to pass

we will be but one at last

ender

VT

18 years old

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    i am stumps which are crawling with the little maggots

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    i once found myself at a crossroads

    i searched within myself

    and like they love to say

    i took the road less traveled

    now i am at the end of the road