Labyrinthine hours
Sprawl on and on
With each valiant step
The unending swerve
The cruel and callous turns
Have mockingly served me
Into brisk currents of sorrow
The days slither
Deceitfully
As I tramp further
Toward the greater mist
As the winds howl
Their devilish tunes
Whirling above
This meandering plight
These entangled roads
I foolishly scour
Shall reclaim my flesh
And entomb these frantic thoughts
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