watching the stars fall,
ablaze,
scorching these nights,
the manic days,
and,
yet she remains,
a constant,
bulwark,
an anchor,
in my bipolar haze …
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watching the stars fall,
ablaze,
scorching these nights,
the manic days,
and,
yet she remains,
a constant,
bulwark,
an anchor,
in my bipolar haze …
The Manic Scribbler
That was really amazing! Great poem π
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Thank you very much ! very kind of you βπβπ»πΉ
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it is good to have someone you can count on.
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you betcha πββπ»πΉ
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