Andrew J. Mackay
Tucked away in intimate havens
The other- onslaught at the door
Dark power the soul does savor
Cast into the formless world
Fear- a crutch of broken living
Self- the legs of man reborn
Delicate tongues a place no longer
Time favors the grand and bold
Reveal the depth of sacred purpose
See into the life within
Act with purpose of thy ego
Shatter bounds- the phantom wall
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