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Dec 2019
Gaping abyss
Paradox of the infinite unknown
Birthing duality in which secrets lay
Mysteries of all ages from thy day of old and new
Came forth Chaos spinning into syncrasy
With the depth of unspoken truths
While yet some thirst to quench Seeking what one can't perceive
Grasping for spiritual unknowns
Stepping into the in between
As breath was given and will recede
Is what the yawning void is to me
Written by
Tabatha Cromer  32/F/Arizona
(32/F/Arizona)   
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