Anticipating by Hemlock

Nov 7, 2024
1 min read

Today I am free from the beast.

Or for this hour.

I write this in peace,

Before it turns sour.

Calm before the storm,

Knowing the grave,

Will I be brave?

Possibly.

But knowledge is power

I have said this before.

I write this calmly

Before the storm.

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