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one

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one

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gloom

dark

bar

ruin

smoke

my face

conceals

while beer and

wine

drown sorrows,

it reveals

a foolish

plan

gives a

leading thread,

but legs

stumble,

misstep,

postponed,

soaked steps

staggering...

-... past

legacy,

womb torn apart,

yesterday

and today,

and maybe

already knew...

but does it even

matter

what

some Inca

or Maya

prophecy and calendar

claim,

just swallows me whole,

the concrete hive,

no scribble or scroll

lures me,

as the spirit

burns...

one

two

three

one

two

threeeeeee

barren

path

stale

salty

frozen

fields I dash

feet dragging,

dust cracks,

and despite the seer

who curses,

while reason,

still clear,

crumples,

yet I am,

just my heart clenched,

stumbles,

wind weeps,

the soul

fears,

light glimmers,

eyes drift

towards the

preprogrammed goals,

weary,

I lie down,

strength

nowhere to be found,

falling like leaves

at fate's feet...

one

two

three

one

two

threeeeee