Just a poem, came to me in my dreams last night, first time!
Mourning has broken Mourning has broken... my spirit and will Despair I have swallowed... my bitterest pill I never imagined... my soul needed to purge So with anguish burning... I compose this dirge I've had spectral visions... haunt me in my dreams Spinning my meditations... into nightmarish schemes My pitiful illusions... scatter in depth of night Mourning has broken... darkness conquers daylight John Derek Hamilton October 10,2019
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