So throw your diamonds in the sky, we'll stay gold forever. Nor Cal Pride. Sacred City. My name is Jacob, but you have to call me Dragon. Explore the depths of my brain, for this is what I see.
visual-poetry:
“it’s not good to worry” by rose nolan
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“ma io non mi preoccupo, infatti. tanto lo so che diventerò uno di quei vecchietti che a novant’anni si alzano, una...