The King's Bloody Footsteps

The King's Bloody Footsteps

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In this apiary of unbridled hedonism that we call life, we live in a placid island of ignorance. Forever we sail the seas of darkness to quench our thirst for knowledge. As the sun reflects the moon, and the beginning reflects the end, so as life reflects death. Everything goes black after death... A collection of short poetry from the uncanny to the outright surreal.
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As complicated as time itself, like the silent conversations with the moon and sun, lie the complexity of the screaming but silent thoughts of the stars. "All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream." -Edgar Allen Poe

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