In the night like a ghost nothing is ever seen premeditation a superpower skewing the real, while dancing with the devil visiting worlds very far apart the sky in one, a sky the other could be anywhere envisioned on the spot in the sweat, in the sins, in the climax flying close to the sun is a high like no other a racing heart is a drug buried deep in the same shadows but one beam of light and it all goes away the curtain comes down no more beautiful horizon no more escape
Writer, Poet, WANL Member, Paralegal, Miawpukek First Nations, GymLife, Runner, Bike Writer, & Pun Enthusiast. I like my puns intended. ✍️
“I don’t claim to be a great writer, but I’m enjoying the journey of becoming one”
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This writing is incredible!
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