A stroll in the park of my poems

24/02/2026

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Down into the abyss I fall,
Through the darkness I crawl,
Voices echo throughout,
Are they from inside or out,
They neither deny nor confirm,
I try to shout at them or for someone,
To get some help but ever got none,
Is my voice lost, mixed up in those echoes,
Or is it the one causing them noises,
I lost the track of time and reality as such,
I only remember falling but landing no much,
I try to scream louder than the voices,
But they roar back in twice and thrices,
I notice that I am not standing but floating,
The abyss has accepted me as its king.

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