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Void of Nothing

A journey with death

Photo by Eyasu Etsub on Unsplash

In the end, we begin our drift through the void.
We are crossing a spiritual barrier encased by knowledge of our sphere.
Life is a gift, nothing but unknown dangers we can avoid.
Death has brought us to float, abandoning our shore.
Into the darkness, we glide with nothing left to explore.




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CMad Poet

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A blue collar prose poet, who hopes to describe some truth with encrypted lines for you to digest in fun bite sized stories.

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