I rise with the light coming
from the eastern corridor
Within these passages, these pages of compendiums and journals you will find me.
i have dedicated my time to
the expression within
the cause has no end
New ways, different days,
come forward to tell this
unending story
Tales of the way things
used to be of undeniable
things we wished had never happened yet, it must be
etched into this digest for
the sake of my sanity
Tears of joy and of pain
of love and of hatred layed
down, surrounded by my
need to make clear, to
make available the written
word
A desire to leave my mark
for those who come after
me this thing inside me
will not rest
It rises to the surface spilling
out before the world
me and my logomania
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