We often fear it, despite living and navigating the ever shifting corridors we reconigze as mear drops in a rain we have yet to truly keep ourselves dry from.
We’d like to come out dry, but the vortex always has one shower or more ready to drench us.
Once commencing, all that remains is the storm to follow after, with the fire still burning on, hoping to be sustained.
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Author:
Unit 2 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Just the abyss we all walk through in our everyday lives and how it is essentially an endless cycle meant to test our very grit.
- Category: Spiritual
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Well written mate, great insite into how life always has something to throw at us, it is how you say a never ending cycle.
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