The Lark
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The Lark

When Moons Collide


By NASA/JPL-Caltech —, Public Domain,

To the night I cry,
Cloak me in darkness
So I may move invisibly through the crowd.
Conceal my true feelings for I fear the seeds of despair may grow —
Ambivalence be my friend?
Tomorrow should never be,
All worlds end and the moon collides with the stars in the heavens.
My life seen from afar is, but, the ember of grey ash-covered soot
Spent, an observer of a life dreamt but never realized.
The years are cloud…




The Lark shares fictional short stories and poetry

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Interested in people, nature, science and technology, and history. MSc in Research Methods (Birkbeck), MA Industrial Design (UAL)

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