To let it be, that the world, borne of eternity,
Forlorn in apathy, may reject a destiny
Void of anything, in an impulse of ecstasy,
creating everything, including sentiency,
An observant entity born eclectically,
In brevity, to form a self-identity.
To intrepidly adorn value existensially,
Through empathy, worn aesthetically.
Oct 12, 2021
Oct 12, 2021 at 2:42 AM UTC
To let it be, that the world, borne of eternity,
Forlorn in apathy, may reject a destiny
Void of anything, in an impulse of ecstasy,
creating everything, including sentiency,
An observant entity born eclectically,
In brevity, to form a self-identity.
To intrepidly adorn value existensially,
Through empathy, worn aesthetically.
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