The lonely
Gatherer,
Reaped of
Nothing.
Formulaic world,
A looking glass
Turned over.
Followed yet
Feared,
Path going on
Into gray
Dusk.
Elusive witch,
Shaped of her
Own accord,
Mirrored by none.
A Diamond to Remember
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The lonely
Gatherer,
Reaped of
Nothing.
Formulaic world,
A looking glass
Turned over.
Followed yet
Feared,
Path going on
Into gray
Dusk.
Elusive witch,
Shaped of her
Own accord,
Mirrored by none.
Writing, the Universe and whatever occurs to me
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