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A Universal Mirage

Here alone I sit Wondering what it's all about Taking every little bit Trying to sort it out The world once was born Under some ingenuous being None of us are slightly torn We do without seeing When grabbing some time We have tried to break the seal Without one sensible rhyme it wraps us in its chill We hold life by strings That knot together without cause it constantly pulls with wings Doing so without pause

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Book: Shattered Sighs