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out of focus

a long awaited sun sits in view
where waves wash away the worries of the world
left behind ruins  
beneath scars cut from the elixir of life  
  
where we levitate  
where destruction demands of time  
trapped in trails of temptation  
we breed    
temptation  
in temporary states of mind  
   
but we don't mind    
whether we win, we lose, or we die  
unfocused  
caught up in the focus  
of awkwardness  
in another's faultless eye  
   
   
   
“What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the master calls a butterfly.” – Richard Bach
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