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Sep 2018
Solid columns anchored in sand
A corridor leading to palpable darkness
Liquid embrace which will grasp my being for eternity
Washing away sin to give way for ever lasting peace
I do not tread fast into the abysmal wake
Each step a shudder of the lens
capturing each moment of my grand finale
Written by
Nathan Koehn
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