Category: Deep Thought
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Silent Desperation
The stage is set, it revolves continuously.Maybe this platform has turned forever?Darkness, with clouds scattered rigorously.A musty light begins to feather. A wasteland, filled with silent desperation,The dwelling place of most every man.On this journey of self-salvation,We relentlessly seek to understand. Here I stand, feet held fast,Locked in an endless duel,Wondering how long it will…
