On tempered screens or gorilla glassesIndex fingers run sprintsMe and my is the loud cryEffusive welcomes and apple piesCrossing lines thick and thinStand-ups sometimes stepping inI thinkI, I, I, I…think.InMyHonestOpinion, they saymy opinion.ANECDOCHE Fifteen-year-olds in archaic foldsHold their stancesclose, so closeForty-year-olds get busywriting dogmas on wallsof homes.InMyHonestOpinion, they saymy opinion.ANECDOCHE Governments ramble onAirPods adorn their …
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A Hundred Quills 