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I am the architect of my own unhappiness

distant waves come crashing forth
a wary cry from the midnight sun
reaping winds of oft-sowed filth
unpleasant daze in soft remorse

walking weary wandering will
distressed unconscious moral blow
gravity deep consuming dark
arcane unknown despondent hulk

One Response to “I am the architect of my own unhappiness”

  1. Daniel Marsh Says:

    Welcome to the club!

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