Giving.Up
The mind has reached it's shallow point, with its many doubts and ruminations, of things that be, of things that come. It is here, glowing; the tiny spark of despair, never noticed until now, the darkness so profound and thick, no lantern could navigate and maneuver. No hope, no matter big or small lift this, for it seems too late to turn back.
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