Here is today's result:
complete
filling every fiber
every pore
It seeps and binds
and winds its way in
Fuel for dark rapture
Emptiness that clings
and forms
and locks in the cold
the old
the unwanted
forgotten
abandoned toys of childhood
joys of youth
ancient longings creeping in
under the floorboards
beneath rusty nails
a holy grail of
Emptiness
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