Chaosphere
A search for eminent future
Amidst the crowds of irksome furor
Slipping past these inhuman hurdles
Daring to live lone fold static muddle
“ Can you listen? “ I called you,
Insane as to reluctantly believe few
Something murmurs inside the veil of dead
“You ought to live, “ I hear at the end
Go away from these fragile lands
Not to mention no one is for you poor molds
Your existence questions your survival
The odyssey of humans withers into self-destruction
Paths of enlightenment epitomize adroitness.
Alas! I move, moved from those messes
“Come embrace me"
Relinquish yourself from the grime of the human
soul.
Let’s it be the end of yours.
Die, Die enough to be born again!
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