These poems are just random thoughts that appear at the end of my hand and form themselves into a series of lines that then form some sort of space to dance in.
Each poem takes only minutes to write and explodes on to the page like a blot of ink from a shaken pen,
A random pattern from a random thought at a random moment
I HOPE YOU
ENJOY
THEM
thanks for reading
edbreathe
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