Never-Ending. poetry We can not fathom what we do not know of the things that we dedicate our entire be ing to mastering. And that truth and that terror is glorious. Share this: Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading...
I LIKE THE PERIOD IN THE TITLE KID,
I LIKE THE POWEM,
YOU GOT POTENTIAL BABY,
YOU GOT THE EX FACTA.
*thumb’s up*