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Mar 2018
A unified force within ourselves, again

Electric pain

Feelings of the past to surge through loneliness

This garden's vines grow too

A guilted mother

Five nights to keep this chain strong

During this storm some perish with force

Ghostly now

Without a remorse to know beyond the next second

Bright

Faint

Fate

My shouts cease along with your throbbing wrist
Rhet Toombs
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