He stared at the sun, wondering about this and that
If he did, in fact, deserve to be someplace else
Far better off, a softer touch of life – more beneficial
Screw the absolute artificial nature of it all right now
A mind that promised it would find a way to somehow say and do all of these things it overwhelmingly managed to bring with it in the first place
Ashen-faced, uncertain and utterly waiting for what’s immaculate to bubble on up inside – a much more beautiful fate altogether having played its decidedly terrific cards
Because this is dire where he finds himself
Caught between a pen and an agonisingly blank page

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