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I feel the surge of changing tides
within my head like time divides
and left alone I feel I'll fall
away from those who hold me thrall
until one lacksadasic day
I chance upon a new made way
and travel far upon a path
that leaves me free from sad and wrath.
Alone as always here I stand
and gleam my eye and understand
the vortex of decision made
into the working psycho trade
away the trappings of this world
for visions-living, dying, pearled
and darkness happy to consume
for future living to resume.
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Poet Dragon
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