Virgin 2025Tony BrennanMar 21, 20251 min readLet us write lettersTo one anotherLet us speak Through long winded InkLet Time slowTo no moreThan a slinkAs we proceedTo pause Then find causeTo liveTo Think
For Budd, Brian, TrotterWhile staring in the dark I saw clear into my soul And it was bright With peace and joy And then some asshole Turned the lights on
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UntitledAn unusual arrival of Quiet A welcome occurrence Of Nothing Words dilute Peace Only when they are spoken Pen on Paper Can keep thoughts...
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