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: Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email 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*