For my eyes have peered upon the words of these articles past.
My soul yearns its expanse.
here under the touch of my pen should beauty immerge within

Swirling inside the shadows that lie behind my eyes
A space so vask
Limited by only the will i choose.
I become the thinker that gives birth to thought.

Here, now, under my pen, inside my secret world i keep within
I expose a piece of me to you.
Vunerable i now am.

Penned by my hand on the 5th of Chronos, in the year 309 AF.