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The world seems to have forgotten, the air reeks of uncertainty and the fall of evil wizards and tainted kingdoms.
lately, I’ve been thinking, we live in such uncertain times,
sad times
and while I can simultaneously see the truth and beauty so intricately placed within the chaos of it all,
I still can’t help but think that maybe — the world has lost its way.
what happened to the simple things that kept us all alive and happy
before we succumbed to anger and greed? I feel the violent storms we’re experiencing are not anger and rage for what we, as a people have come to be — but a declaration of angelic sadness, and that is not how it was meant to be.
we thrive in harmony.
the sadness we feel — the void
I feel that something deep that we all seek has been either stripped or withheld from our reach
we’ve lost the keys to humanity, dropped in the tainted oceans of the worldly.
that is until we see the error of our ways.
I fear the war may never be won by either the moon or the sun,
I fear it may just carry on.