THE LAST FOOL OF THE CENTURY PAST
LIVES TO SEE THE VALLEYS BEYOND THE HOME-STAY
CONNIVING WITH THE FOOLISHNESS OF A GHOSTLY SPECTER
WHO THINKS HE DIED TO SEE A BETTER DAY
THIS IS NO COINCIDING MOMENT OF TRUTH
ITS THE FLOW OF THE ETERNAL PLAY
FAR ABOVE THE DAYS AND NIGHTS
SINGLED OUT IN THE UTTER FRAY
LIES THE ILLUMINATE GREY
THAT COVERS IN ITS MIST THE METHODS OF TODAY
BEAR WITH THE TRANSCENDENCE OF EARTHLY MEANING
THERE WAS NO TIME TO LINGER OR STAY
WHATS LEFT BEHIND
WILL GO BEYOND THE CALL TO RETURN
AND IF IT WILLS IT MAY
IF EVERYTHING WAS MEANT TO BE KNOWN
IT MIGHT AS WELL BE KNOWN
WHO KNOWS OR WHY IS NOT A REASON
TO LET GO OR REFRAIN
THE GIST FROM BEING EXPRESSED ON THE PLANE OF PAIN
AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGAIN AND YET AGAIN
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