
light in a window blinds me to unknown, unseen faces unheard voices trapped in the castle awaiting release their desperation to surpass, to suppress the sole visible figure grows as the New Moon swells in size the next New Moon sees a new face in the same window claiming spotlight and many others struggling to reclaim it remnants of struggle splashed across the sky in shades of red tell stories of volcanic rage strategic ambition toppled ethics darkness has its own rules light cannot surpass….
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Excellent.
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Wow, really powerful ending does the whole poem justice!
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WOW, very impressive.
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Spot on. Very evocative
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Thank you so much!
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