Unbreakable transparent
A manifestation of concrete
Its my job is to create
With exhaustion sleep does not come
Like it was forbidden
The contradiction in plain sight
Could a philosopher poet answer
That dark place
In between insincerity and self-delusion
Fixated and diluted
Nothing is what it was
Memory intertwines and dissolves
Consumed by silence
Death before life
Is a sad way to do ones bidding
The silence consumes
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