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Of doubt no traceThere stood the box, / All gilt and pale. / We wondered of / Its past, its tale.

PromisesTo define is not to understand, / A promise here seems underhand. / “Of course I may”, “I think, I might”; / In th…

Ignorance…Friends crowned in glory, / Honoured though ever silent…

Broken…Broken promise, shattered glass…it beats yet never mends….

Freezing Fast…veil of thick cloud but no blue…

Don’t Look DownI look. Down. We’re so high all you can do is look down. But it’s a long way away.

No Kand Do" Hopelessly, he tapped the keys and clicked the mouse. His eyes flew over the display, looking for a way to contact someone. But of c…