Famous one day, infamous the next.
Like air; ubiquitous
A valueless acquaintance at best.
How best to part from this is unfathomable.
Earth's subconscious crave for a feel of absence.
A missing presence.
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Thoughts In Words
PoetrySometimes the dark of night brings the beauty of the tiniest light. the moon and stars are brought into glory tonight.
