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Mind, 'Cloaked n' Stagger...'
Quite often, I gaze
in the ways, life plays...
Profound...I'm amazed
by the haze, how it stays
static-like cumulus clouds...
Unfazed by glazed over
beings affixed to their daze
repetitious the maze,
ever winding...binding
them unto unadulterated 'jays'
that sing those blues for days...
Yet, in many ways, it could be
just how things appear in this
cracked-view-eye purvey, as
I survey the "substance of life"
and how death's kiss 'feigned innocuously' intimately preys...
in the ways, life plays...
Profound...I'm amazed
by the haze, how it stays
static-like cumulus clouds...
Unfazed by glazed over
beings affixed to their daze
repetitious the maze,
ever winding...binding
them unto unadulterated 'jays'
that sing those blues for days...
Yet, in many ways, it could be
just how things appear in this
cracked-view-eye purvey, as
I survey the "substance of life"
and how death's kiss 'feigned innocuously' intimately preys...
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