Extracts · Poem

What fate saves for us.

The Sum of Cycles.

Round Two.

At what stage in life does it all become round.

When you decide to leave and your feet find the ground.

And you have been here before,

Still so unsure.

Of the consequences doubled.

Explode by your heart, uncanny it seems,

The bittersweetness of one life lost to another.

Happy ending?

I will stand by my thought and cut through the rope.

What seems round is actually linear.

With one possible possible ending.

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