When the ties dissolve at last
dreams put aside with full intent
to seek the dreams of vacancy
beyond the dross of everyday

the pressures sought to transform
coal to diamonds as a result
instead fine powder fills the air
blinding those who seek the sky

ash from urns not yet interned
contribute to the pressing mood
as the thoughts turn inward
disregarding where life finds charm

the magical falling short
and then forgotten in retrospect
the mystic ****** before the fall
as the unbound dissolves the world.

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