Sensation pains me, silence tames me,
life torments me and insuppressibly stains me
its oscillating momentum attempts to rearrange me,
for all appears to be in vein you see.
Vexed by the voidness of meaning.
Fumbling in the furrows of a ceaseless stimulation,
masquerading in a virtual myriad of illusions amid this ubiquitous simulation.
For all shall be destroyed in the wake of its creation.
Entangled in echoes of exasperation,
glaring from above, down below with a solemn heir of indignation.
Everywhere and nowhere at all, unsure of my spatial orientation.
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