The Wandering Wayfinder

The Wandering Wayfinder

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Poetry comes in all kinds of shape Scattered words held by cobweb seams It's a sanctuary, a sweet escape Shedding light to unrealised dreams The words may ramble, they may be brief But weaving them grants me relief These coloured thoughts I've dared spilled Would anyone care to read the lines I've quilled?
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Strong and explicit language. Triggering topics. For mature audience only. Poetry exploring the darker side of the enfactions one crosses. Embracing the malevolence. Let the light slip through you as you enter the world below you. Be unafraid of what it has to offer to you. See the warriors who fight alongside you or slay the ones who rebelled against the one thing that would have saved them. As always, I will be editing the collection every now and then. I am unstoppable. Not even death can rip editing my poetry from my dead hands.

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