Anairda 2

they announced the winners but I'm not one of them I maintain permanent invisibility of the good loser I just accumulated words even when sleeping a hell inside screaming and my walls with contempt to the light protected all my naive sacrileges did you come sometime chewing old truths you can light the fires if you want I said can lick the veil of these shadows whispered like I still don't feel the pain of when something enchanted pierces the horizon right where my salvation springs but don't mind said sobbing to her i have a painful way to feel the happiness of your presence.

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L Milton Hankins

Date: 10/12/2022 8:42:00 AM

It appears the poet is a winner after all, "feel[ing] the happiness of your presence." Some victories are rather temporary; the greater victories, on the other hand, are long-lasting, emotional, and rewarding.

Marco Chies
Date: 10/12/2022 12:46:00 PM

You have the wit of good writers, Milton. In spite of everything, the poet is victorious for having someone by his side who makes him happy... I thank you for your always wise and encouraging words.