The beast

The abyss swallows me,

Surrounding the steel beast in which I reside within.

Darkness, a never-ending black canvas

Painted with the colours of the night,

Streaming past, carrying the ripples of peoples’ dreams

 Small only in solitude, but grand in companionship

Spreading into the atmosphere of dying hearts,

Renewing roots with empowering beliefs

And a rush of spirit, forming a domino effect

Conversation holds mesmerising depth,

Despite topic of speech, detail drifts in the air sprinkled with foreign accents

A reminder of our individuality, but common history

A strengthening of ties, bound by lineage

Adventurers, riding this beast forward with or

Without a destination; but all reaching the same finale.

The page to a new beginning.train1

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