Are we nothing but shadows cast upon some nameless wall,

Chained here by either our lesser or greater fall?

Is the world so deaf to our call,

That it will not head the warning – do not enter this here hall?

I can say is that I gave it my all,

Especially for some nameless shadow, cast upon this wall…



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A poet driven by the quill, a dreamer of impossible dreams, a lover of that which the world has deemed unlovable. We're all stories in the end. This is mine.

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