Jeremy Casper Poems

A future always shown as reachable,
Blinds the will of the soul
And leaves the mind frozen in the desert.
Hollowed on the ground for which he stands.
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In a visual context,
We take the stars
And throw them onwards.
They are stuck before the sky
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In the sky's eyes,
I am smaller than an atom
However, when I converse with the night,
It tells me my secrets.
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