Entreaties to the Almighty

Read my heart –

traverse the confines

extrapolate its intricacies

and – lay them at my feet.

I long for conquest –

as these burdens

have rendered me mute

and

extracted the last measure of power.

Strangely enough –

truth

is always that entity

that we run from

bemoaning its absence.

Standing dumbfounded

as it rushes by.

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