WE
i am what i am, undefined, infinite, yet restrained.
[promethean, i fly, i am the radical of negative one, we are (irrational).]
the x variable within me screams out for definition, because liberation leaves room for error, but error is divine.
"don't you dream? of anything at all?"
[imagine.]
"fraternity."
Poetry by Zachary P. B.
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Written on 2007-02-08 at 01:08
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