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Tag: Verse

Vagabond

There is an emptiness, I can’t explain. An old man who lost his optimism and now covered in disdain. I’m a vagabond seeking refuge. I don’t know where I belong; […]

The Hounds

The sun is setting rapidly. Our gates in shambles; our walls have crumbled. It is time to start packing. They have released the hounds; the end is here.

Space

Time is moving toward the vastness of nothingness—light vanishing at the unseen endpoint. So much, emptiness; my thoughts do not want to be alone.

Vague

Eyesight losing its reception of colors once profound. Images are becoming black and white, dulled by the perceptions of gray.