“The ultimate, hidden truth of this world is that it is something that we make, and could just as easily make differently.”
Like, on a daily basis.
“The ultimate, hidden truth of this world is that it is something that we make, and could just as easily make differently.”
Like, on a daily basis.
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the winds still howl
the bell still tolls.
My breath turns heavy
as we drift into the long cold night.
The Fitzgerald stirs beneath.
I harbor their echoes
and cradle her steel.
My waves bear the sorrow
of all I have taken.
the winds still howl
the bell still tolls.
My breath turns heavy
as we drift into the long cold night.
The Fitzgerald stirs beneath.
I harbor their echoes
and cradle her steel.
My waves bear the sorrow
of all I have taken.