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Random Unsorted Drafts / 16 January 2019

I grew up among the wood spirits,

In forests of majestic pines and fir,

I climbed the birch that broke my back,

mushrooms stopped the fall from killing

I whispered silent prayers in doubt,

to those I knew did not listen,

I ignored their obvious replies,

knowing best; as always

About The Author

Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.