Iron, hot dreams had gone away in mist
By silver moonlight and of burning day
Could have the G man forced a poisonous kiss
Or was it I, Ego who’s gone astray
An island out at sea is where you are
uncertain goods you wish by your own exile
In hope that wasted time left not a scar
Of long secluded life made others avile
Athena grace me with your deep insight
A wisdom wider than the ocean great
Away with you Epimetheus a blight
On the eyes of Present – unwanted trait
Out stretched heartstrings do yearn to be embrace
By future bliss and away with doubt erase
Dec 28, 2011
Dec 28, 2011 at 10:05 PM UTC
Iron, hot dreams had gone away in mist
By silver moonlight and of burning day
Could have the G man forced a poisonous kiss
Or was it I, Ego who’s gone astray
An island out at sea is where you are
uncertain goods you wish by your own exile
In hope that wasted time left not a scar
Of long secluded life made others avile
Athena grace me with your deep insight
A wisdom wider than the ocean great
Away with you Epimetheus a blight
On the eyes of Present – unwanted trait
Out stretched heartstrings do yearn to be embrace
By future bliss and away with doubt erase
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