The World of Myth Magazine

So many souls lost,
among pages of the past.

And yet, we continue trying
to write our own destiny.

How can I not know which door to open,
when I have stood here for so long?

A lifetime of aspirations
compose my opus magnum.

There is nothing left to ponder
as time sifts through my fingers.

And far, far away we sail upon a moonlit sea,
traversing a realm of imagined thought.

Destination unknown,
heading for the final chapter.
We are all, but a story to be told.

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