Hallowed void creates a vacuum, and in that desperate pull, one chooses do meddle.
Tell me, scholar of my life…
Enlighten me, one who has intimacy with my circumstance…
When did I in fact hire you, as my handyman of my life?…
When in history, has one chose to meddle, by request.
Dear lost soul, perhaps it is time, to meddle within your own void.
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