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"the edge of almost gone"

  • Writer: and the moon speaks again
    and the moon speaks again
  • May 31, 2021
  • 1 min read

The four seasons

pass once again

and I remember the odds

I stand against,


maybe I do not have to

be on top

although I want more than anything

to help the ones I care about-


I know I was sent down with a purpose

but as the Earth goes rogue and the people die

I stand on the edge of almost gone

between the two ages of nothing more


and I try to walk the line

without falling away forever

so I exercise caution but they forget empathy

and they place the blame on the one

who feels she should be blamed,


the one who fears the nothingness

but also fears the shock.


 
 
 

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