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I began to write

This time with such delight.

its almost frighting,

as dark memories come to light  in my mind.

The glow of the sun fades, its nearly night.

Smoke and drink, i sit and get ready to sink.

To my pen and paper, ive been linked.

Now its time to stop running and think.

These memories, from my mind to paper

i remember so i may forget.

To forget would be to break these binds.

I thought they were assigned by my life.

But as i strived to write the darkest of memories,

all that came to mind were long forgotten blessings.

  

 

 

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The Virtual Idealist
The Virtual Idealist

Hi, this is The Pursuit, its meant to be a fun entry point into the crypto world for me. I will be writing Poetry, Short Stories, NFT/Gaming articles, and more. I invite you all to come along with me for the ride and i thank you for the support .


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