Then what of it, if this is all that’s left.Speaker of 5 riddles
Using a device that is portable in a space that we sleep. Writing in shorts.
Way points - check points - navigating and always looking up. Charting the course, to keep going into the right direction.
Adventure in life, the internet of things. A connecting with a back door of loneliness. Built for a rewiring, then a load of corrupted; begins to infect.
Travel again, find again - the distraction. A tattoo. That upsets. Let us begin the day.
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Heavy is the crown. Lost in deep slumber amongts the fog. Help is not what it once was.
Amongst the wolves - that circle the field.
A great sadness calls again.
A set of preferences.
Then what of it, if this is all that’s left.
Creation in a lone vacuum.
It takes it all - the soul and mind; can we hope for better. We can do better.