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By jamesaguiar - Posted on 22 March 2020

Time to look inside
No place to hide
From
Being undone
By forces beyond
We are prison
Trapped
In the sap
Of all that might have been
The rapturous sin
Of being
Not seeing
What we might have done
We killed the sun
But like the Phoenix
From nadir to zenith
We might still remedy
The self-made malady
Provident
Evident
From the ashes
We, may rise
To the bluest of skies
As one, the every, the masses
Many, and none
Never more undone

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