the gentle breeze inspire
soothing in the morning to aspire
a forty winks descends
a reverie in demand
an appealing scent connive
recreates the inevitability
embracing certainty to amend
facile, determined to attend
i was deserted, perplex ended
a glance, akin and embedded
empiricist trepidation, i said
excruciate from darkness, anile
vitiation was ascend
an absolute corruption
burning to degradation
spoiled to disappear...
...to my osseous destiny!
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