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Fabled Dot

  • soli
  • Sep 4, 2020
  • 1 min read

There it is.

The fabled

Dot.

a subtle

punctuation.

That marks

the end of

your turn. Decider

of fates: at the end

of your turn.

Split, torn.

Ripped, pulled.

Was the lone thread.

That could have been—

woven into a grand tapestry!

The kind proudly draped

over the shoulder's of Castles.

The giant monuments made cold

by the absence of people who stay.

Split, torn.

Ripped, pulled.

A period of Time

consuming.

And do I have a message, looming

over the Dot, the Tyrant.

I am only beginning

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