Apr 2022
As the Everburning rises in to prospective,
I gaze out of my window,
Using that moment to be reflective.
An introspective moment that swarms the temple like flies.
No matter the weather outside,
The rain always makes it inside.
I gaze out of my window,
Using that moment to be reflective.
An introspective moment that swarms the temple like flies.
No matter the weather outside,
The rain always makes it inside.
Things have been even more difficult lately for myself. I really don’t know if I want to continue this experience.
(Denton, Tx.)
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