ROAR June 16, 2020 – Posted in: Nature and poetry

ROAR I died a thousand times at the mere thought of them.The blinding pool of light swarming around me did not help my dreadful situation even one bit.Rather, it turned out as though it was gloating over my misery.The faces of the things I feared shrunk me an inch lower every time they confronted me.In my frozen state of fear, the thought of escape crept into my thought after a very long time.A stream of…

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