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Groke
In the Lonely Mountains,
Groke found her solace,
a frozen shelter
within the hollow chamber,
where darkness loomed
and coldness emanated.
She grew empty,
quietly hidden in solitude,
shrouded in melancholy’s sleet,
unloved, mistaken, and shunned.
She sought warmth from isolation,
her soul yearned for a softness to feel
and to melt away the numbness.
Groke found her solace,
a frozen shelter
within the hollow chamber,
where darkness loomed
and coldness emanated.
She grew empty,
quietly hidden in solitude,
shrouded in melancholy’s sleet,
unloved, mistaken, and shunned.
She sought warmth from isolation,
her soul yearned for a softness to feel
and to melt away the numbness.
Published 12th Jan 2025
| Edited 13th Jan 2025
Author's Note
She’s a cutie :(
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