- 2019 -
The lines, fuzzy and uncertain
focus from two hands to one, sharpening
the shadow, darkened
and slightly melancholy,
a scarred heart yet menacing
reflection in a dusty
and incomplete mirror
A colorless stained glass
singing to those who see
something other than
themselves
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Denouement
Поэзия...And a bow to mark her denouement. Everyone is at a different part of their journey, but sometimes a person's beginning can feel like the end. Know that, no matter who you are, you stand at the precipice of an amazing future. Dip your toes into th...
