I'm being drawn into it
Sight of rest at its best
Longing for the endless pit
The awsome fall and test...
Jumping off on big toes
One and the other at a time
Between them are just hoes
Deeper and so far behind...
Confusing what is there
And... there is not
Dupplicity is not fair
When it is sought
Nevertheless
When at its best
The sight of rest
Is my caress
Although the two
Are both death...
The beginning and the end
Are just ways to pretend
That life passes by...
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