1. Viscis
    Soft whispers; a silent prayer.
    A handshake in darkness, cold, despair.
    I wish you were here.​
    Anticipation grows,
    Far deeper than the weight,
    I wish you were here.​
    Anxiety, pressure; you feel it too,
    A thousand hours waiting for you,
    Here.​
    But you DID come.
    Despite the fear,
    Despite the pain; I've felt all year,​
    Despite the winter,
    Despite the sun,
    I wonder only why you've come.​
    Curiosity unfolds, it follows a trend.
    I know this now.
    This is the end.​

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