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unsolvable

 



what is to be done when
there are no more
mysteries
left:

choke the white
swan?

spread butterflies over
our morning
toast?

write a letter to Kafka
detailing our
sadness?

what is to be done when
there are no more
mysteries
left

and we have yet to
reach the final
chapter

     the razor blade sits
        on top of the medicine
                  cabinet and laughs



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