poetry

the relentless roar

the relentless roar
of overwhelming darkness
cripples gentle souls

Created with Wood Camera
a slightly moody version of me

It wasn’t Monday but it felt like Monday. Except no Starbucks for me. I wish I had some Starbucks. Alas.

The weather was a little wild with the wind and the rain but it was over by the end of the work day so can’t complain too much. 😉

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