Hollowed

Life does come to an end though sometimes it feels as if it’s never ending. We clutch our memories.  Sort them. Then try to keep their fragments through our forgetfulness. Through the unknown of each day there is something new that awaits us. We trek through feelings of hate, worry, and love as we try to figure out our place in this unforgiving sphere  we live on. Unfold the sky. Let it swallow you completely till your heart slows down. Embrace it. Release.

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