It Is Dark Beyond
the window It is dark beyond, my darkened room. My window opens to a troubled realm, of spirits and unwanted guests, the least of which...
the window It is dark beyond, my darkened room. My window opens to a troubled realm, of spirits and unwanted guests, the least of which...
Memories Stored Here I sit and think, quietly counting the numbers, of the tidy compartments, with their little closed doors. All the same size, simple...
a room What if there was an answer, that can no longer be found? A brief moment when a decision left unmade, set in motion...
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