All the same now
A life, grass, brick and mortar,
Bunch of weeds under the stone,
Crumbled to the core, crushed
Beyond the identity, all the same
feelings are feline , to topple us ,
our feelings gone, they are
only realings as long as they
are our sufferings, start counting
innings, you are outscored,
This Life, this filmy gossamer,
A gauzy cup of lure,
Devouring many .
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