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Monday, July 03, 2017

Poem By Elcypher_Selfolution

Am I still the same man in the mirror?
A victim of reflection in this stance
Yet, another man, being chased by the sun
A step forward and a company comes with
Lighter moves in my own shadow.

Aye, I have slumbered to forsake him
Only to arise still in my nightmares
I've died in fantasy to lay him dead
But, reality did bid him existence
O, Shall I bury him to ungrave me?

How shall I, unto the world, call for help
To save me, the same strange man within, whose
When delight and the light I have but found
His figure bears me resemblance of self
Circling the circle of extremity.

Bring spears, bring sabbers, to the battleground
Let liberty a coward be given
And, medal, let be less pride as of death
Till darkness of reality no more hold
And, I, apart, towards light attain.

—Selfolution.
Elcypher.

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