Shadows on the FogThere are ghosts all around us, / Our deeds and words they log, / Spectres of our darker sins, / The shadows on the fog.
UnendingI know my life is but a short rotation away from death. / Without air I shall surely turn to stone. / Will this suffocation be my decay?
with nothing comes the death of riskif anything is real it can be faked and any miracle can be explained. hope is something that everyone assumes will come to them even consid…
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