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Oct 2016
I do not write to write what's right
Or put up a fight to fight for the sake of fights
I amble on and on and on
To write lines that are short and long which long
But somewhere along the path I need to break
The patterns that find themselves in words that slur
To just let go, type it out and ramble
The dice fall from a hand so keen
To shatter every new concept into the shards
That are repetitively absurd
Sisyphus!
The boulder rolls down again, down the cursed hill
I know you'll shout after it until your mind is still
© Johan Nel 28.10.2016
Johan Nel
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Johan Nel  30/M/South Africa
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