Skyline Horizon by David Avila

Skyline Horizon
By David Avila

certainty is not in the eye of the beholder
a word from the wise to the depths of the skies
unfiltered truth riddled with the cloudiness of what cannot be heard
no ... what cannot be said
she sees me not for where am I
when I am eternal and not ...

something or other
I have forgotten myself

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