The Expectation Of Finitude (Fibonacci Sequence)
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Mihaela Pirjol
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your
eyes
your gaze
lost in memories
blindly contemplating your lost illusions
as they separate themselves, as mere mortal moments
which once you presumed was love—passion departs
the bleak reality hits you
and greets you
with cold
smile
saying
'this
is
your life! '
whilst dreams fly
in a gust of wind
leaving you abandoned upon the immense, infructuous terrain
of your life—introducing you to survival again
in the intricate paths of
your mind and
the bleeding
fissures
of
heart
in
which only
the respiration remains
as a certitude, but even
that's limited by time—the expectation of finitude.
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