Avenues of adversity claim our hearts and cause
struggles in life.
Unwanted eclipses standing in our way, trapping
and belittling those who keep close to living
beings.
Fluctuating hourly with repetitious relief, we
are left standing in webs of deceit.
Carelessly careening down paths of enlightenment,
grasping at straws, hoping to preserve a little of
it for posterity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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