vicissitudes

my eyes aren't used to all this blinding light, my ears refuse all these deafening sounds, my nose rejects all the smokes and dusts in flight, and my heart yearns that place where love abounds. a stranger i am to this place I don't belong! alas! this city isn't what it seems to be: t'is... Continue Reading →

0 The Fool

the clouds rolled in and covered my skies, dark they have become like my sun will never rise. the winds were piercing and the rain was cold, all these were brought in by endings unforetold. now the clouds are gone and i can see all the stars against the clear evening skies, glistening like scars... Continue Reading →

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