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Will
I make it to the otherside?
Beyond
this grave of dreams;
That
special place where the imagination
Explodes
in daylight?
My
soul barely exists
Waiting
thirstily for the delights
Of fulfillment in a world
Where
patience is defeated.
It's
hard not to kick against the goads
Cause
the times is ill fated.
The
quest for glory
Drains
me and fills me with rage,
The
road to immortality is paved
With
hate-induced goals.
Yet
mortal men thrust into it blinded
Multiplying
well-avoidable throes.
But
will I ever fill that space
And
appropriately
Obtain
the good grace
To
equip the man of my dreams
With
a tool to win in this spiteful race?
Akpan
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