Relics of an era

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Unbraiding the knots
In his heart
He realized he
Was running
a boundless marathon
Tears of blood
Tears of sweat
Tears of joy
He cried an ocean
Now free of cynicism
Fear
Possessiveness
Inertia
He sits in silence
And looks
Back
At his insanity
He recognizes his folly
And the nightmare is
Now, all over:)

Abbey is a wordsmith, poet, and freelance writer. He spends most of his time swimming in a sea of words and prefers staying oblivious to everything else.

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Abbey is a wordsmith, poet, and freelance writer. He spends most of his time swimming in a sea of words and prefers staying oblivious to everything else.

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