A breath after waking
Tranquility shattered
Heartbroken - what transgressed? Every horror I jailed -repressed-
Yet, I've awoken - all I know is I've awoken and the day is beautiful
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One of few which will ever be, like the many I never see...
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Again attacks - my mind and the sum of my life
This too is doomed as I were in slumber
Well what is art but a reproach and defeat of such strife
Plentiful are defeated works, dismally growing in number
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Again the mind encroaches upon my life and so does my life
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Nay, I've won for now - I say I've won
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As triumphantly to leave the future broken - entropy lurks
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Yet -for only I- my works are each breath before a dream and haven't I awoken? Don't I know the day is beautiful?
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