Lost in numb depths of nothing
Lost in light as opposed to the never ending story of darkness
Like a squirrel ready for the frosty days ahead
But far too soon
Lost in light leading to inevitable darkness
Light brought by early nuts gathered by the lucky few
Freeing from rats racing
Perched high on piles
While darkness fills idle minds
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Author:
E Naughton (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 13th, 2023 20:19
- Category: Nature
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