IMMORTALITY

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The strongest verses strike this coronary heart
when a dream fails to caress the eyes
and every letter, each phrase is you
so, we're sinking silently
into the sand of immortality.
The blade in an effort to penetrate the bosom
has the sparkle of rhythm –
“by no means will they come”.
A dream is a killer with bloodstained palms
and while it comes
We'll be doing what we know.
Know, then –
We be long gone with fate
down the lane….