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Reason
At the crack of uncertainty,
held by the claws of resistance,
placed before me is reason.
Impeccably presenting herself in perfection.
Cocooned in the frenzy of delusional reality,
she sits, reason.
Even in demand of her presence,
her loyalty to perception is doubted.
As clear drops of rain fell before me,
i sat to ponder,
is she my answer?
or is she my escape?
Merely, she is a representation of a ruse of negligence.
She is the confession of an image of a harsh lie,
a dissected creation.
