Shadows in the dark
dancing
to Death’s melody
longing for a gown
of a new identity.
Unable to choose
in a shaky world
where fake kills veracity
for a new morality.
This new morality
a stranger
watching as spectator
the rampant decay
of humanity.
©2024, Vasiliki Papadopoulou, all rights reserved.



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