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Cage Of Earth
It’s perfect irony
so many years beautiful to you
I learn to sing the sweetest harmony
only now to discover the mirror
and time lost
as my face grows dark.
It’s what I deserve,
I tell myself,
because I can’t accept
there is no reason,
while seeking truth
and meaning in everything
to have semblance of balance.
Accept that life is random?
in a perfect realm
spinning about cylindrical fire?
measuring hours
and days evenly until I die,
which I hadn’t though much about
until now?
I discover a voice weakening
in this inevitable cage of earth.
Purpose long lost rusts.
Life doesn’t come back
for its youth.
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