
When he thought of death
(if he thought of it at all),
his mind took it to be
a burden of life,
for everyone knows
that this earthly shore
is terribly infected
with the miseries
of numberless mortals
who slowly died,
exhaling away hours
with each breathy
rise and fall
of those fragile lungs.
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Hi! I am an artist, author, and blogger who also happens to have Asperger’s Syndrome. I have won several awards and honors for my writings and artwork. I suffer from a few severe mental illness and chronic pain conditions (Depression, Anxiety, PTSD, Fibromyalgia, CFS/ME, Ehlers Danlos, Degenerative Disc Disease, etc.), which greatly affects my life and makes me want to advocate for others going through similar things. Other interests of mine include reading, writing, drawing, watching cartoons and movies, collecting toys, hanging out with my family, and annoying my 3 cats.
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This is sad and poignant.
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Thank you ♥ It was actually inspired by bits and pieces of Moby Dick with some reworking. My own version of blackout poetry I suppose.
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You did a great job.
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Thanks.
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A pleasure.
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Quite poignant and so lonely. Wonderfully written!!
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Thank you ♥
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You’re most welcome! xoxo!
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Wonderfully written.
People.get scared of death when its life that’s more painful…
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That’s what I think about it!
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Lovely…
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Thank you!!!
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Nicely done.
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Thank you ♥
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Pleasure
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