truth
as lies have witnessed
blares like wintry vertex
so clear
and yet, so muted
irrefutable
yet moot
the brute hand of ignorance
stands ruthless beyond compare
e’er bearing down
impressing its mark
from tears
to creeping fears of darkness
but none dare hearken
to such a perilous plight
a sight so present
as stark as night
amid a midnight snowfall
where banished mem’ries
fill the earth
as fast as fractals
feel dirt this parched
a consequence of convenience
and cavalier cheeks
turned in rows
but even roses unseen
flourish
as time will
surely have its way
what eyes behold
belie the boldest truths
lying perished
forever lost
to fallen snow
Max, or Not 
LOVE this. Feels personal and political and resonate.
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Thank you so much Georgia. I apologize for being lackadaisical in my correspondence and I shall at this moment tend to this. Please forgive my poor manners in this regard.
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I am overwhelmed by your work. It is incredible Max@!
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Thank you Jasper. You’re a beautiful human being and a wonderful friend.
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You talk about despair and desperation and apathy like you are haunted by the demons within those definitions itself. This is the best I’ve written or read in a long time. And I mean long.
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Thank you river. I appreciate this and coming from a talented writer such as yourself makes it all the more meaningful.
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You know I wouldn’t care to say it if I didn’t mean it
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