Hello from the author AZR, also named AZRdM. This series will return on 26th November. Thank you for checking in.

  Enjoy the poems written below.

  the heart that is blind does not measure treachery with its hand

  they do not rely on the echo of the wall

  nor the counts of the steps walked

  nor the breathes, whispers and mumbles the wind transmit

  they close their eyes to the beauty of the blue sky and ignore water is blue

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  they'll be chugging through rink water in red walls

  After that listless day,

  I could never seem to grow my nails.

  I always saw your nails

  And liked it

  I achieved it here and there

  But it'd eventually get peeled

  By my restless heart

  Now, a year later,

  And there is no growth in sight

  I wonder if the apex of it was then

  And from then on

  No further growth will be longer than it was then

  The land of the lost place its name as Hope

  Yet its people have wandered looking for their voice

  For without a voice, how can the soul cry out its agonies?

  "I've spent 49 nights calling on Peter Pan to bring me home"

  They hold the torment in the air leaving me to suffocate trying to free myself from the ache.

  The abyss holds no voice and carries no weight over my head.