Time, it could take awhile
As you look more inward,
  waiting for prosperity
    asking what can you question?
This reveille yet twisted spine
   yet sometimes the best intentions
      yes listen to friends
         some of memories imbrication applies
Alone lost forever fought off nothing
Case and detractions concentric highway
ad hominem sub rosa nearing reality's judgment
dysphoria now lights vacant display of glorious gusts of
reflections from child to adult now back inside ether plane sans the dusts of destruction of the time oneself remembered what lays paths  as of inversion can alight bounties of criticism