I fear I must
Each day I arise
Destined to lurk
Where I truly despise
This ceaseless role
In which I reside
Devours my all
As stillness subsides
Upon the brink
Of utter despair
I voyage untrue
Deprived of care
Withdrawn I fold
In the ways of bliss
A stark luxury I’ve dubbed my own
Withdrawn I fold
In an empty trove
Coiling the dreams I have not sown

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