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Forward step

 

These free minutes of dawn

Blow little flakes of light

Lining the mystique oblivion

With ribbons of gold

 

Lost in a blue horizon

Tendrils of smoke curl

Like children borne

By the wombs of sin

 

Their eyes sparkle

Radiant and fierce

Amongst the anonymous

Triggered by the slip of science 

 

As the fingers point

Accusation of sorts

The mistress of dilemma sleeps

Beneath a deathly peace

 

These forward steps

Towards the altar of forfeit

Tread the fragile path

To conceal life’s defeat

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