The frailties cast a shadow on reveries of solitude

Everything seems impossible through the woven matrix 

Time can never be a friend for too long and be comfort 

Harangue of daily grind as mind tussles with superficiality 

Every step across the glazed surfaces is slippery 

Glass facades reflect and deflect too many wavelengths 

Cradle of joy transforms into a cave of dark mossy walls

Ecosystem of repressed thoughts form caverns 

Without the safety net of positivity, it’s perilous 


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