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For the disheveled souls with tangled tresses and parched desires,
To all the wanderers with minds lost in the shadowed realms,
For those who envision peculiar realms in their slumber,
To the souls who gaze at the heavens and yearn for wishes unspoken.For those in ceaseless pursuit who seldom grasp their quarry,
For the fearless dreamweavers in the abyss's deepest hours,
For those who cling to the fragile flame of hope,
And to you, my cherished reader,Who were you before they broke your heart?
YOU ARE READING
The Bible of Chaos
Poetry'a poetry collection' they say, but its more than that, its a part of my soul