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Sunday, February 7, 2021

Beneath the echoes - poem

My words may scar,

Wounds bounded by apologies,


I hold my dagger,


Plunge into both souls,

Let us share a simultaneous fate,


I’d kill to rid of this hex,

Seeking a cure, the relentless chase, 

Let us break free from this wretched spell,


But perhaps the worst curse in the world,

Would be to be silenced