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I exist on the precipice of trepidation
Giving into thoughts of ideation 
Of glory or woe, or some heavy handed foe
Though perhaps I have a long ways to go.

For all my misgivings I live to serve
Through painful dedications I ought to reserve 
All that might, and through those that blight
If you could give me just one more night. 
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When time passes where does it go?
Does it simply disappear forever
Or does it swirl back into the collective energy pool?

Are we all just waiting for the entropy
To consume us all?
And leave behind
No trace, nothing but
Darkness.

Is there anything worth the price of our souls?
Or are we just black holes
Destined to consume
Everything.

Are we all just cogs
In an ever turning wheel
Destined to repeat itself eventually?


(c) Romana 🌹

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