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Hunter’s Moon

A poem

Photo by Aron Visuals on Unsplash

The night is dark, the air is cold

And depression fills the soul;

Ages pass, and eon go,

As dying seems to haunt the room.

An aura of menace

That creeps unknown,

Through the silent streets

Beneath the moon,




MPP friends writing about life, love, and everything else in between together.

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Nadia Davidson

Nadia Davidson

My name is Nadia Davidson. I am an artist who enjoys writing about the process of making art, bullet journaling and self improvement

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