A Blessing in My Eyes – Unhinged Poem

A wrong that is not even close to being right, a light so dark it’s midnight, watch my words, see the dawn of a winter so cold, a summer relentless in its heat, fire, famine, disease and death, glory be it, blessed are we, the few, the simple, the final two, the inseparable beings, the mirror and me, a hop, a skip, an Armageddon away…

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