Three Hundred and Sixty-Five: The Poet and The Photographer
October 2, 2010
Day 271 - Obliterate
And so it all ended in a blast of light
All the anger and love, joy and fright
Faded out to leave nothing in its wake
Everything to give, yet nothing to take
For when everything is a blinding white
There is nothing more for human sight
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