blood rush through my veins
restless bound to wandering
i the seed of Cain
a haiku
words less spoken
Gen X’er chronicles the art form of living in the Angelino metropolitan environment through poetry, creative writing, art, photography, and culture.
blood rush through my veins
restless bound to wandering
i the seed of Cain
words less spoken 
Beautiful!
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