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Ever Onward
“No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity. But I know none, and therefore am no beast.” - William Shakespeare
Furious waves against the shore -
The winter sets in
&
From then on
It’s
War -
As the molecular vibrations
Face
Isolation
In
Ice -
Breaking away
In
Existential
Fury -
Mounting
The
Resistance
To
Existence ordained
By
Hive mind
Of hibernation
Sleep -
As watcher watches, too cold to
Weep -
Sworn
To be a structure of storm
Ever Onward
Into
The storm.
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