almost human alexandrawp blackout poetry April 29, 2020 1 Minute “his face shining. he reached the top. a certain mingling one can never foresee. exploration in the depths of despair. all that the light disclosed was something oddly resembling a human shape. so rapt was his vision, so reverent his posture.” Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading... Related Published by alexandrawp I've been trying to learn to be myself. Stick around and enjoy some art about that. View all posts by alexandrawp Published April 29, 2020
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