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uncertainty

weariness draped upon sagging bone

lethargic eyes peer through heavy lids

languished souls that weep and moan

shadows watching what can’t be hid

 

insipid mounds of abandoned humanity

phantoms living among the intentionally blind

diverted obligation from self-inflicted calamity

insincerity demands to leave them behind

 

from this anomaly you have no impunity

fate’s arbitrary lottery encompasses all

cling to sanctimonious delusions of immunity

that your kingdom won’t collapse to humble dust

🌷(5)

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