I had a busy day, feeling a little sick, didnt have time to write anything new so I brought up this piece from my personal stash. It was something I wrote at 3am after getting in a small bit of trouble. Enjoy.
Flashing lights
a blur of birds in flight
we shed our immortal coils and are human once more
like wrecked ships with tattered sails lined up on the foggy shore.
We fade one by one
like ghosts evaporating with the rising sun.
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