Gloomy presentation of Creation's biology,
where can one define each breathe and feeling?
Scattered by hurricane winds against a conscious fortress,
I'm taking every blow.
On a quest for discovery, to make some sense of life
and reality's hell.
Lay bread crumbs down so the trail may be found.
Pretty packages that one would covet after, give clues to my endeavor.
This is either now or never. Will I conquer this quest for answers that I've
been after?
Indeed, I can claim victory.
After collecting all the pieces and putting them in place,
I slowly began to see what was taking shape.
All the broken pieces that were on the shelf,
received a much needed healing - now I am myself.
Gold trophy winner
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