Stained Glass
Ticking clock, buzzing insects.
Gazed up, shuffled decks.
Swirl of emotions, someone in mind.
Unspoken words, actions in bind.
Unrealized truth, betrayed dreams.
Infinite loop, so it seem.
Sleepless nights, doubtful mornings.
Wandering around, helpless beginnings.
Restless mind, worn out body.
Leaving everything behind, start all over again.
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