Helpless, Less No Help

Reverberating in a cave of sheer, blank nothingness of a
rock, smoothened by the confounded waves of the persistent sea,
gently rising, blasting trepidation and honing claws of wretched fury,
reflecting and believing in nothing to be believed as the distance grows weary.
Kinaesthetically comprehensive experiences shape the seraphic journey of the
lost person whose mind lies unattached and unbroken, wandering freely.

For this is the time where one forgets
What one has done and the other regrets

(Rationality beckons)
Lustrous orbs forming utter beacons in a catatonic cave
of sheer, blank nothingness.

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