Again and Again
Again and again in a world
dreaded I most.
For unknown certainties tears apart
the collated I.
Again and again in a world
Faith of him seemest to fall
for unknown either like before
in real past one.
Again and again in a world
death! Preferred?
For unknown cruelties puzzle
hearts in fixed making.
Again and again in a world
unfound easiness breath dizziness,
stiff up queasiness so tempest
on this total-fixed thing.
Again and again in a world
ball pen and pad sought
penning down black and white
though as custom, really?
Again and again in a world
dreaded as the sight of a chasing gargantuan cobra,
for unknown certainties questioning
the embittered fixed heart so badly.
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