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Into The Forward

Into The Forward

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Poetry
Life is an empty book Lonesome in its Bland Market For from the first word Are bloods pen dashes across it Lost in the sea of red Sail across it.
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𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙬 𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧. 𝙃𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙡 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙥𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙮... "𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚏 𝙸 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝" 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚌𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐. "𝙱𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗 𝚒𝚝... 𝙼𝚢 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝" 𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎. 𝚃𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜. 𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚍....

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