Midnight Gloom
I travel this night, body weary and dreary
Longing for the warmth of my humble sanctuary
As the whispers of cold dry wind blows
Through the pavement another footstep follows
And as I looked back to where I once was
A blade dictates what will come to pass
So I lay here now on this bed of cobblestone
Thinking of the sins I can no longer atone
Did I ever had a worthwhile living
Has my life ever had any meaning?
A bed of cobblestones...
The bed is brightened by a warm light.
If someone remembers you, even if it's a stranger life had meaning.
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Dear @sudeon,
Our previous proposal expired end of December and the Hivebuzz project is not funded anymore. May we ask you to review and support our new proposal (https://peakd.com/me/proposals/248)?
Thank you for your help!
Fantastic poem at the end of a life @sudeon, life can be very fragile so we better value it, thamks for sharing and stay awesome.
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