Chasm

| August 16th, 2016

There’s a place that my mind wanders. An empty place.

A place where memory fades,
pride dulls, intellect dims.

A sheer chasm over an endless pit.
The cold, wet wind kisses my face, as I try not to look down into that abyss.

The emptiness calls, and I summon whatever fire within me to resist it.

Yet,

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