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Highest rank #34 in poetry (26 jan 2018)
#1 reverie (11 sept 2018)
A young body, an old soul. Sometimes, it is hard not to fall in love with what would eventually become just a memory. Do you hear that? The sound of silence? That's the symphony of the darkness.
Fire
Darkness
Fear
Love
"Do not go gentle into that good night.
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light."