Half Life
Laboring in obscurity,
years behind the mask
Wandering through the shadows,
questions poorly asked
Looking for one reason,
to leave the past behind
Echo’s howling endlessly
—prophecy reminds
(Villanova Pennsylvania: November, 2020)
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