Tag: literary collage

Twelfth Night…

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Willy `•.

“In delay there lies no plenty…
Then come kiss me… sweet and twenty…”

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Neil “;-^

“You can’t be twenty on Sugar Mountain…
Though you’re thinking that you’re leaving there too soon…”

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Me `’.,°~

“Over my damp shoulder…
a lying doorway… to rooms that no longer exist…”

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…….😮→🏔️🍬→🎙️🎪→🎈🎈..→🚫2️⃣0️⃣→→🏔️🍬..→💭🚶‍♂️💨→⏳→’

Spend it…
You can’t keep it…
You can’t return to it…

© 2026 Bryan Loia Hudson. All rights reserved.

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