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Objectivity
Death sits on the heads of our lives
draws out long breaths and cuts us short
yet time is an enzyme to knowledge
and who but Death knows true age?
Cruel Death, we say, but
"there's no art to find the mind's construction
in the face", misconstrued and hollow as is His
whose swift grasp - not cruel, but emphatic.
draws out long breaths and cuts us short
yet time is an enzyme to knowledge
and who but Death knows true age?
Cruel Death, we say, but
"there's no art to find the mind's construction
in the face", misconstrued and hollow as is His
whose swift grasp - not cruel, but emphatic.
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