A Code Project Windfall

I close mine eyes
The rush of wings
As darkness envelops
The numbers a torrent
A brush against my face
An urgent whisper..
Its time now
I open my eyes
My soul is in knots
My calm deameanor lost
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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