Greet death with light,
the moon is down as night passes.
The poor man's memory of light,
with tired eyes the world slept.
-me
(deep or just vague, you decide)
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This is my attempt to actually log some of the random thoughts and ideas that occur to me throughout my days that usually go completely undocumented. For better or worse.
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