A Time to Remember
Alone I wonder what it is to crawl, so listless and unwound by them all,
lie internally,
dare claim to speak,
suffrage that little more than encompasses the weak.
How lively the scene before emits, yet still blessed by shadows and untold jin, always a complex circus to spin.
Less than comprehensive, hard to see clear,
all the same I’ll sit silent and drink my beer.
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