High above the broken grounds I can choose where I stay, perch where I please.
But without fail I end up in the same emptiness, the solitude of the earth stalks until...
Until I must reach out to the faint images that lurk beyond my vision; that dissipate when I draw near.
Mere mirages torment my mind revealing themselves for only the shortest moment,
But in that moment hope prevails. Hope prevails and dies and is sucked dry within the moment
And again I must fly, fly high and away to the next relentless, desolate wasteland.
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So bored, just my thoughts on loneliness. Means nothing ^_^
Signing out,
~Nattoons
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"And yet you act as if there is some ideal order in the world,
as if there is some... some rightness in the universe by which it may be judged."
-Death, Hogfather
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