Great Black Clouds gathering

it is a storm of the spirit

Bringing desolate depression

Hopelessness, hate and fear

those left untouched hide

wishing to remain unseen

What to do?

When the Darkness comes

To drink in the light from your spirit

as the Vacuum drinks air from your lungs

It steals your breath

Leaving you void

Pushing you from view

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