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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Psychology · #2268282
....lots of whiskey the night I wrote this..... I'm still lost
Insolent suggestions of monotony in a progressional state of finality.
Is this what we really want or need? Or seek?

All we get in return is their single minded mitigated propaganda in opposing seclusion and decay of an answer to a question never asked.

And as we search far and wide with optimistic nobility the question becomes lost between the folds of substance and myth, a soliloquy of silence and guilt lost in a torrent of shame.

The only consolation for our conundrum is a feverish stupor of ignorance of the paradoxal paradigm of human nature.

Our very existence is a system beyond our comprehensional awareness leading to one ultimate conclusion.....human extinction.
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