Ace Of Black Hearts
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A Window Into The Future
Tip toeing down the edges of sanity,
that's what it feels like these ongoing days
in this horrid desert where nothing is to
be seen for miles, there is but a ghost of
recognition under the moonlight sky.
Is it another mirage, a distorted cartoon of
my current reality? Are we all really wanders
of pure survival? Does nothing else matter,
in times of desperate need in desperate places?