the book i wrote that caused this post
is out of print by virtue of being unpublished
i am misdirected and sane; I am possessed of its manuscript.
star power eludes most fingertips, written by hand ain't no angle nor the sounds nor the tragedy of sleep.
i am appalled today.
i have left the rebellion to cover the ascendancy.
dispatch from the colony
wishes for retreat
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