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Mar 2021
Constitute admittance,
All breaks, shattering clean,
While fording the distance,
Through light, shines darkened beam,
Only for the week.
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Newly sheltered instance,
White room, with shadows deemed,
They fight with persistence,
And roam so far from dreams,
Only for the week.
-
Rays through windows glisten,
Shining on a fiddled seam,
They talk, but I won't listen,
That makes days fly, it seems,
Only for the week.
-
I ponder my admission,
No shreds of hope yet gleam,
They challenge at my diction,
"I'm fine, I'm safe," I plead,
Only for the week.
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I'm trapped within a prison,
It matters not, my screams,
A finalized decision,
No tears remain to stream,
Only for the week.
The tale of a mental break.

A certain cycle of stages in life is tied into this poem. Tell me if you find it.
Hex
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