The acrid air, it snuggles close
A swift corsair, upon sea morose
Man falls victim, to distant stares
Weeping wisdom, that he fails to bear
Questions brought, in time passing
Forgone his lot, to a future he must bring
In nightly shade, fate is found louis vuitton handbags
Amidst a rain, wherein tears are drowned
Looking back, the sun dipped west
Horizons stretch, to build a nest
He sees his cage, of freedom made
In his rage, He quivers and quakes
Confused a man, lives on in life
Till found his past, in the future left
End draws near, as day unto night
Led by shadows, a blinding light
Found are answers, in the final page
Too far gone, beyond the edge
In crumbling earth, bone turned to dust
Judgement and worth, clear as glass
Through existence, seeks he a high
Blinded by mist, built selfmade lies
Swims on, the will against rain
The heart, its fight against pain
Craving strength, seeking a shield
The soul craves, as the heart does feel
Faith rears, a call sharp and clear
Yet it smothers, under a storm of fear
:::amid the shadows of trancendence:::
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