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Oblivion
"If it's a human flaw to occasionally desire to live in oblivion, I plead guilty to my fault." Quote by Poet I wish I could fade into a realm of oblivion even if it's just for a few moments in time. Or be unaware of the mountains I climb Long enough for my heart to heal from wounds it continues to feel If only I could recede into shadows of oblivion so sorrowful memories might vanish with me, or seep into the sea and set my mind free. I'm weary and my soul has become bleak trying to be rid of the past, I'm too weak. Let me slip into the darkened void of oblivion to wilt and wither like petals of a cut flower. I'd thank the gentle mercy of the wind's power to hide my jagged scars from prying eyes, but I cannot don a mask in life as a disguise. I would vanish in a raging storm of oblivion as my fate to disappear inside a nimbus cloud. I'd be quietly meek when thunder roars aloud and mingle my tears with pouring rain if I thought I had something to gain. Don't deny me my quest to be lost in oblivion. Never wake me from the beauty of my dreams. Let me linger in darkness because it seems I can shrink into a stupor of mediocrity... content to be abstruse; invisible in obscurity.
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