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Feb 2018
My words echo into the abyss,
Frail and yet to be heard.
My mind begs and screams
for the knowledge I have yet to learn.

Time breaks and fractures my heart
while space attempts to sooth it with a lullaby.
My skin burns with the heat of a million suns
that blink at me from the above the sky.

My thoughts race faster
than the protons of daylight.
Yet I can't tear my eyes away
from the vast emptiness of the night.
The Judge
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The Judge  18/M/Earth
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       Salmabanu Hatim, Myrrdin, J, Tallie, Dark Fjord and 2 others
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