niche
luck brought me my niche
saved me
the cold was there
i felt it
sought safe harbor ever since
in warm bodies
because fear
is a great driver
one whom i respect
and terror
looms close on its heels
yet you know
and i know
there are no safe harbors
Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2022-05-12 at 05:19
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