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Bronze Poet

Living

Living
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Living just to make to another day…
Can’t comprehend the play of night and day…
Confusing purpose with means…
Trying for things to please…
You, my contracted disease…
Feeding on till I cease…
Wrap it up…
Your game is up
It was your luck…
To be star struck…
Throw stones at me…
Remind me of me…
Let it be last part of play…
Conviction, redemption and decay…





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