| VOID -d.coate 2001 |
| now that we have limitless spaceon all horizons-
what direction shall b r heading? me im spreading out and thin - the void within is growing and knowing of all my holes im too aware of sleeping weeping empty souls; souls who just cant cope what good is hope? im sinking! what good is it: stubborn unrelenting unthinking- my nature is flawed. awed by beauty in halcyon days now clawed by the shadows of luna and grit. no longer content to sit in this pit with the consolation prize- "thers nowhere to go
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