Lesser of two evils has me feeling like Atlas; the weight of Rue is Unbearable.
From where I stand, the only visage permitted is a blood-orange Sphere slowly sinking into the horizon; crashing waves scenting the Air as seagulls float on a gentle breeze, mocking me.
What do I have left?
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Into The Void Out To Light
PoetryLost in darkness, bare an alone, "Into The Void Out To The Light" transverses emotional stages denoting spiritual growth. Dive deep into these introspective poems and take a walk into the darkness out to the light.
