Deep in the densely overgrown woods I stand Mistakes and misfortune litter the path behind me Ahead of me, I search for the light For an easier track free of the thorns that snag at my arms and the branches that reach out to pull at my hair Hoping for some companions to join meContinue reading “The Dark Wood”
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Poetry for Dullards 