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The Fall

A Poem by TheNonConformist

At the moment of impactMy movement had rustedI became stiffUnless in every senseIt was the way the light hitThat allowed me to seeInto the abyss creat..

Authentic

A Poem by TheNonConformist

And the silence hit.The world grew dimAlmost out of focusJust in that moment of existence,the feeling of infinity arose in my frame.It was the epitome..