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The Great Destroyer
A surface edge
As sharp as beams of light: Gone Dark.
Eyes, that take in the
World, breaking the world, into pieces,
Like shrapnel, released
Into scattering slithering things, over surfaces
Of eyes, melded into molded memories,
Like mirrors of nights, in
Flux, as fixtures of darkened imaginations,
Conglomerating into such
Exquisite formations, atomic in their
Implications, ringlets of
Ashes, ringed around thoughts of bombs
Expanded into tomes, roamed
As sharp as beams of night: Gone Light
A surfaced ledge
Published 15th Jul 2022
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