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Four simple chambers.A thousand complicated doors.One of them is yours.

grappling with some small understanding of this place, this time, we're in" my poem "In a BishopsWood Clearing

How many great gems were lost to thoughtand not put down to pen.You can but think of just a fewand then they're lost again.

Thoughts are powerfulSo be careful

Bitter and Frail, young and weak. Smiles are useless, talk is cheap, Give thou venom, fangs like slime, Ugly freak for all of time. An empty gift just from me, Give it now, so mote it be!

It’s the end of man and I can do whatever I want.

Within my heart a garden grows,wild with violets and fragrant rose.Bright daffodils line the narrow path,my footsteps silent as I pass.Sweet tulips nod their heads in rest;I kneel in prayer to seek God's best.For round my garden a fence stands firmto guard my heart so I can learnwho should enter, and who should waiton the other side of my locked gate.I clasp the key around my neckand wonder if the time is yet.If I unlocked the gate today, would you come in? Or run away?

But then you left exactly how all the sad songs said you would

I found the best thingI could dowas just to type awayat my own workand let the dyingdieas they always have.