Book of Pages

Books are the bricks that build my cell
Pages the chains that bind me
No partner, no love, nor friends to quell
This solitude that rages around me
A barren confession, to shameful to tell
A hollow life, unlived, left behind me
A life sentence served and a lifetime to dwell
On this loneliness that will always surround me.

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Pandora’s Legacy

When Pandora’s box was opened and all the ills of the world where let loose the gods conspired to leave one thing remaining to aid humankind. What remained in the box was Hope.
What happens when this, too, is lost?
The spirit dies, there is no point. No point in trying. No point to anything you do.
Just [...]

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