Whispers in The Abyss

Even if uncanny and dark, there is never a word about losing our spark

Nanna Says
Bouncin’ and Behavin’ Poems
2 min readFeb 16, 2024

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Photo by Marc Marchal on Unsplash

The night is cold and our minds lost
The dawn always comes with some new costs

It can all seem gloomy and dark
When our minds shut the windows on our eternal spark

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