the day went to the tunes of twisty twirly rhythms of workwith whims of self devised oasis
whilst the mirage continued to play the roost of toughest reality
I remembered the cosy times spent with my acquaintance transformed to sweet heart
ground reality crunch didn't budge at all
I fought with streams of reality equations
the dwindling strength of spirits with me
gaining strength at another moment
with vengeance of my nerves
the struggle is infinite
I know
my lonely heart and hardy nerves will never accept defeat
but I do wonder
what I have to do
whom to give my sides
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