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               The First Drink

Trapped in the World of Words!—

  We're born, kicking and screaming!—

Enjoy Today to Suffer Tomorrow!—

  The Heart is pounding, pounding!—

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In Prison behind, the Barren Land—

  Each day Blinding,—Silent Killer!—

And then the Night, can never Pretend—

  Each Thought Bleeding, turning Darker.

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And in the Comfort, of my Palace

  I arrange the Figures closer, closer—

As I pour the Faithful Drink to Think,

  Words are Melting, softer, softer—

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Thoughts Escape with Borrowed Wings—

  Three large exhales Fill my Lungs—

The Ocean wants to Show me things,

  But I forgot what that entails.

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As What I Know, lets go of Me—

  And Who I Was, is now Forgotten—

Who I Am, is Undetermined—

  A Vase of Marbles, without Flowers.

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And then the Figures, start to Resign—

  My Walls are Painted, as the Sky—

My Dreams forgotten, and better still—

  The Shore Recedes, with a Nod, Goodbye~