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priv/posts/blinding.md

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+title: Blinding
+week: 25
+date: 2025-06-25
+---
+death is blinding\
+it hurts each time\
+in brand new ways\
+that much I'm finding
+
+it eats away at worldly trust\
+here at once\
+and not the next\
+in what world is this just?
+
+no one chooses their mortal end\
+we must go on\
+this fear prevails\
+a lifelong friend
+
+my nights and days pocked with confusion\
+irrevocable, a life all done\
+reflect, think back\
+dream of illusion
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+I feel my descent, caused by an unknown\
+At least I hope, in dread of my suspect\
+A most tragic fall, of what was once grown\
+Allowed to crush others in its neglect
+
+I can't help but notice the darkened sky\
+I got myself here, and built my own binds\
+So I'm left stuck, to watch the time pass by\
+Praying for dawn, of such contrast it blinds

priv/posts/isolation.md

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+title: Isolation
+week: 29
+date: 2025-07-23
+---
+a walk each day, at five or eight\
+through tender lanes between\
+pea green blades, a path well-trodden\
+black cat scales fence
+
+faces covered, concealed with doubt\
+passers by blur shadows longer\
+their time is biding, stuck inside\
+on lope through hour that's stopped
+
+a seat by concrete tower\
+cars rush by, to jump\
+the evening breeze betrays us all\
+till tomorrow, by myself
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+Realising I've been remiss\
+I feel the wind's change on my skin\
+Now I'm ready to leave from this\
+Yet here I wait in isolation
+
+I can see my last out alight\
+A shining new path to begin\
+But this knowledge is only blight\
+As here I rot in isolation
+
+It's time to face the cold hard truth\
+The problem must be from within\
+A sad cherry on squandered youth\
+So here I'll die in isolation

priv/posts/navigation.md

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+title: Navigation
+week: 27
+date: 2025-07-09
+---
+we have these ancient ways within,\
+ocean currents and stars that spin\
+at dizzying heights they guide us far,\
+from mountain's peak to sandy bar
+
+we navigate our world with hope,\
+without exploring we lose our scope\
+the planet shrinks and boundaries tighten,\
+our fear of other will surely heighten
+
+go out to your place, make peace,\
+opportunities will never cease\
+new experiences every day,\
+life grows its brilliance along the way
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+It's an art of minutiae\
+Reliant on fiducia\
+
+My conviction of winds prevail\
+Carried fourth by persistent gale\
+With trust that this compass points true\
+Keeping to headings we pursue
+
+My belief the stars won't blink out\
+As constellations mark our route\
+With respect to the mappers chart\
+And Information there impart
+
+Many small leaps of faith contrive\
+To keep my reckoning alive

priv/posts/oblivion.md

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+title: Oblivion
+week: 26
+date: 2025-07-02
+---
+I read your poems after school one day\
+the feelings and fear never fell away\
+a secret care to keep you near\
+give private love, perpetual cheer
+
+I can see you're doing better now\
+you share your life and love aloud\
+I am so glad you did not bend\
+my dear and sweet and precious friend
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+My wager offered to the deep\
+Summoning beasts of it's abyss\
+Here I patiently wait to reap\
+Escape into oblivion
+
+Answers go far and few between\
+Stealing away that once held bliss\
+The consequence of man's machine\
+Innocence of oblivion
+
+To avoid disobedience\
+Now I can only reminisce\
+nevermore to experience\
+My handshake with oblivion

priv/posts/the-knife.md

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+title: The Knife
+week: 28
+date: 2025-07-16
+---
+a tool for many uses\
+a blade that seldom muses\
+the edge dramatic\
+feeling deep, somatic\
+and from you, the blood, it oozes
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+It cuts so deep into my flesh\
+A spot left raw by bruise unknown\
+Weakened right the way down to bone\
+Throughout time as though damage fresh
+
+Something you had meant to be kind\
+But my knee-jerk is to despise\
+So I put up a foolish guise\
+And instinctively stab out blind