It may well be
A state of mind,
While I wait
A place to find,
In just debate
Where we incline
To so admit,
We be the authors
Suffered create
Ego’s unfair myths…
Yet hope within
Coils to inspire,
A hazard share
Of ones chagrin,
That fosters claim
A measure fair
Of forgiven sins,
Thus dispels bane
The while I wait,
For mind to regain
What once was lived!
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