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Perhaps, Peradventure

But uncertainty overshadows sureness,
And uncertainty transforms into a furnace,
And the furnace swallows you completely
While you scream..and while you writhe...weakly.
Are you demoralized?
Are you dehumanized?
Has the fire changed you?
Are you dead, or made new?
What a great mystery you are, a phantom.
Why did you plunge into the perpetual tantrum—?
The liquified steel and the poisonous lead.
Do you not realize you are in your deathbed?
Are you aware?
Are you snared?
Are you enclosed?
Are you decomposed?
Why so cryptic? Why so nonsensical?
You must speak beyond what is fanciful.
Speak the language you have been taught.
Do not confuse me as you die on this cot.
Has the fire ruined you?
Do you know what to do?
Are you going to answer?
Or join the sinister?
I am trying to exhaust you, to kill you!
But you drive me mad! May God damn you!
I want a gargling answer, nothing more!
Be like the birds, and speak like this nevermore!
Will you struggle?
Leave me befuddled?
Speak, and die!
Die, and cry,
And know that I have won!

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