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Facing Obscurity

Thoughts on mortality and fame

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A part of me
— the nameless part —
rushes against the tides of never-ending voices
to fight the death called Obscurity.

But Obscurity is hard to fight, when you cannot find it.

It is the shifting static essence that sits in front of the faces of the lesser…




Dirty realism, grunge lit, creative confessions, spec fic, and assorted literary atrocities.

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Slaidey Valheim

Slaidey Valheim

A writer of brutally honest non-fiction and gritty short stories. Posts every Monday and Wednesday! Support/follow her @

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