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Sharpened
Whittled to my bone
I am alone
Death has strengthened me
Despair has wisened me
In my soul
Lies a hole
Sleep brings no rest
Rest brings little peace
I come to start
The beginning to ends
It is my time
seconds to existence
hours in patience
last to come
where do they hail from
having answered
I come from your beginning
But end from your start.
