This is a special entry to this collection.
Comprising mostly of short prose work and words muddled together; with meaning, some without.I'll call this the GRAND STAR of this collection.
They are 11 in number, I decided not to name them as it'll sort of cage them; I want them to run free and be interpreted anyhow you choose.
Hope you enjoy them. Your thoughts are welcome in the comment section.
My muddled thoughtsNever to suffer would never to have been blessed
Allan Edgar PoeThere's beauty in your darkness. Embrace it.
Alexander Lorien
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The Stars in my Hands
PoetryThe stars in my hands: is a poetic prose work capturing each star in 3 short poems. Alexander Lorien