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The stale Sun
More machine
Of a less human
That I may catch,
My coming here
Following
The stale sun.
Rising
Every morning
Climbing to the sky
And by the evening
Declivity of the night
Decend from
The horizon.
Yesterday,
Today and tomorrow
The gulf of absurdity
Will be existing
Devoid of
Any resistance.
And
To refresh,
The same sun plays
A binary game of
The day and
The night.
Of a less human
That I may catch,
My coming here
Following
The stale sun.
Rising
Every morning
Climbing to the sky
And by the evening
Declivity of the night
Decend from
The horizon.
Yesterday,
Today and tomorrow
The gulf of absurdity
Will be existing
Devoid of
Any resistance.
And
To refresh,
The same sun plays
A binary game of
The day and
The night.
Published 7th Oct 2015
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