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Bloody Awful Poetry

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Chapter 46: Cogito

My stillest hour upon me
My mind aches with uncertainty
I cannot define reality
Beyond my own existence
I am all I’ve ever known
All my choices blown
So far out of proportion
Not fond of self-distortion
Retried for my hubris and egotism
The future I envision
Every choice I make
Every path I take
Every breath I fake
What is, is
But how do I determine
If this, really is this
Seeking out a new burden
Redressed for myriad momentary
Masks of mindlessness
Burgeoning breaking basking
In blindness
So solitary
The being
I am, what I am
But who is that
Force fought sham
As the world falls flat
My stillest hour upon me
My mind aches with uncertainty
I cannot define reality
As anything beyond me

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