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Breath for breathing’s sake
Aghast before hitting  
The pinnacle of stillness
Awareness, ocean of persistence
bewildered by treacherous eruption
of possibilities
blown from existence
Need lingers
as the unfathomable certainty
irrepressible by promise
Lies seem a solution
for rotten lips
Awe lying
on the verge of mistery
where eyes know blinking no more.
Postulate the soul
Against causality
The redemption of time is waiting
A choice.

— The End —