Keeper of a single moment,
Seeker of one point in time,
Why are you sitting alone?
Do you live for your loneliness’s form?
Knowing what has brought you here,
Is all that matters to you,
At what point did it all go wrong?
Seeking all in a single moment,
Seeking that fabled point in time,
Giving it all up for one clear meaning,
When thousands of vague ones should have sufficed.
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I write Poetry and fiction as a hobby, I've written a full book but never managed to get it published.
My poems tend to be thoughtful and philosophical with a touch of spirituality.
My fiction is mostly sci-fi and fantasy but usually with twists and interesting ideas thrown in there. I have been told I don't have a solid grasp of genre, which is fair since the whole concept doesn't make a whole lot of sense to me anyways, I write what I want, and nothing else.
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