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Moth
Moth, night time’s butterfly. Absent in colour. Forever drawn to all things bright. The sun of darkness, a lamp that’s artificial. Attracted to its heat, it begs for some colour within their blackened world…
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the blackened sea of eternal darkness; ye
The author describes a profound journey, capturing the essence of introspection and melancholy. Accompanied by a striking image, this piece invites readers into a surreal exploration of emotion and solitude under a star-studded sky, echoing the depths of the human psyche.
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Anew
… Now watch as the flower bud, from the depths of the darkened mud. Into something completely anew, finally claiming all those days back in lieu…
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weep
The perception of time can vary, feeling like an eternity or a mere instant, influenced by gravitational pull. Emotions intertwined with the passing moments, as reality blurs in the moonlit night.
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Sun Peers Gently (06:00)
morning has come, the day is but young. though during the night just passed, there was no sleep that was to be had…
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