Written by Chaka PX Gentle whisper to cover my doubt, Blinding confession, I feel empty, What is pain without achievement? My fears have attacked me. Behold the down-trothen poet, Words don't recite themselves, Where the words don't last, Where were you? Dont bury me just yet, Awaking giants is heroic, I am coming to make... Continue Reading →

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