Life indeed is
A metaphorical stage,
Alluding alliterations
A remedy to the rage.
A sentence spells the simile
A sound to voice the sage
The paradox of an irony
Personified through a page.
Thoughts process through a rhyme,
From fragments of a lost time,
A myopic image
Translated into a verse,
A subtlety reflected On a melancholic curse.
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