The First Page

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First page of a book,
Opens the door to separate spaces.
Gnawing teeth and deathly corridors.
Darkness and oblivion,
Are the fears instilled.

Vast places of unknown destinies,
Where justice rules,
And courage is devoured.

Expanses seen off the horizon,
Yet kept just out of reach.
That's how the program is;
Welcome to the show.

Once the anger has subsided
All that's left are ruins.
Empty and hollow -
Forever resonating with sounds,
Of a time long since past.

Turning to you,
In this hour of despair,
Proves only to oneself,
The divisions we bring,
Creep up and leave us there.