Lies

Without the scars of a life lived, our idealism is often weak and vacant of any real substance

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Without the scars of a life lived, the idealism of youth is often weak and vacant of any real substance

You may find my poetry in various places on Medium and around the web. However, The Reflectionist is the one place you will find all my work. Many thanks for visiting.

People go to college to learn poetry?

What the fuck!

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