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"Twelve Past"
Although altogether alone
Man ate bare
And so became a nature
Of unending
Coming and going
And coming
And going
To intervene with such grace
The strings of wisdom
Contain our end
Engulfed in guilt is the snake
That sat and ate a whale
And only through suspense
We can see the fruits of
Cursed apple seeds
As a star threw thorns
We relish
How sweet they've become
In the ground
Memories
Buried under the weight of
Who am I?
Life ending
Even before
It began
