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ILLUMINATION

The Adder of Guilt Chased My Midlife Crisis.

Fear in darkness resounds mostly from our own actions.

Image by Mateusz Dietrich from Pixabay

Glistening mirrors of cobbles winked back in the rain.

I stumbled frightened, my thoughts I must restrain,

For to give over would be a spiraling darkened curse,

Then imagination, the whore of idle minds, would make it worse.

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Kevin Farran

Kevin Farran

Kamakura based writer, lover of Great Danes, vintage cars, good red wine, bonsai and the Bard

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