• massive_bereavement@kbin.social
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    1 year ago

    Viewpoint: since an early age, you loved words. Every living moment spent over a book until you could piece together some sentences of your own.

    And you kept working, across the years, some under the duress of being unrecognized and unappreciated.

    But you kept working.

    Tonight, this is your night. After so many years, finally the Irish Poetry Society has given its explicit blessing…

    AND THIS FUCK DECIDES IT’S CROUCHING TIME.