Recovery Pane



Invisible to the World of People
A Black Hole sucks away all my hope
Sake helps the Fox to flee the pain of
Being Nothing to No one
Never in the past, Never in the present,
Nevermore

The fox circles the black hole of its den,
afraid to enter into its dark depths
I circle the black hole inside
trying to fill it in
by myself of myself for myself

Beaute dans la laideur de la verite
Beauty within the Ugliness of Truth