Ourselves – A Poem

From the depths, an appetite is awakened. To the undisciplined and inexperienced, it can be all-too consuming. But it could be just as so to those who’ve felt it a thousand times before. How does one temper a flame heating the depths in which it dwells? Especially one as extricable as this? Truly, sometimes what’s scariest is…ourselves.

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