weathered distant suspicion

succumbing to unoriginal feelings

promoting out of place distress

weatherworn worry bleeding into my eyes

in front of me a self made disease

encumbered with hopeless sanctity and desperate celibacy

as my death stares at me from distant fortitude

I can only hope I can repay myself before its due

enlightened affirmations speak to me from realist dreams

encouraging an upward stream of effort and consciousness

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