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May 2020
The explorer buries his shovel in the earth yet again
A once satisfying sound of metal piercing loose dirt
Now increasingly hollow
He makes not a sound yet he creams
This is the spot
It has to be
Deciphering the ancient map consumed his mind
Roiling ocean and nightmarish jungle decimated his body
Time withered his soul
And now his first glance of the tree carved with eyes
A moment that sang of golden cities
Eternal life and the true words of God
Is the echo of an echo
Of a memory
Dissolving into the suffocating heat
He knows
He lies to himself but he knows
Because this is everything
And so with a primal desperation…(xForever)
Hammond Colson
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Hammond Colson  20/M
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