I was riding high
Fully charged
Shining happy
Until the awakening
Then the reservoir ran low
Now I’m reduced to just
Just reduced…
Reduced to…
Reduced
Anglerfish roam my seas with dead bulbs
Ugly as hell with gaping jaws of crooked teeth
They have no enchantment left
So luring nothing they now go hungry
And the darkest words
Are free to swim as they please
If my guardians starve to death
How can I ever come back to safety
December 22-24, 2024
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