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A Response
when I swirled through the thick, bitter mass
the heated whirlpool of dark dark black
striking the smooth china sides in a farce
no way out, no route to go back
in the slow sinking, I sank, I was sunk
dissolving, disintegrating, dreading
the moment when the mass would be drunk
another breaking down, one more shredding
as it turned chilly one winter's breeze
moments of joy drained out of a cloud
and so it all came to pass in earth's spinning
soon the mind, the soul, the heart does freeze
no thunder no lightning no pain cried out loud
in the beginning was the end of the beginning
A Response
when I swirled through the thick, bitter mass
the heated whirlpool of dark dark black
striking the smooth china sides in a farce
no way out, no route to go back
in the slow sinking, I sank, I was sunk
dissolving, disintegrating, dreading
the moment when the mass would be drunk
another breaking down, one more shredding
as it turned chilly one winter's breeze
moments of joy drained out of a cloud
and so it all came to pass in earth's spinning
soon the mind, the soul, the heart does freeze
no thunder no lightning no pain cried out loud
in the beginning was the end of the beginning
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