No One Can Tell Which One’s Reflecting into Which

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They’d Both, Reflected the Endlessness, the Emptiness of the Cycle of Karma

Every Single Appearance on the Outside is

Merely a Metaphor

The Reflections of the Skies is Not the Skies

Is it, from Within? Or, is it, Merely, a Shadow that, Tagged Along?

If the Pigeon is the Dream

Then, the Eagle Became the Decision to Make the Dream into Reality

For the Sakes of My Dreams in This Life

I’d Taken, Step, by Step, Going Forward, and Back

The Gentle Rays of Love, the Brightness of My Own Hatred

The Nourishments from the Lust, the Dreams that Were, Forgotten

They’d Pushed One Another, Creating This Huge Wave

As the Tides Receded, Who, Will Cry for You>

The Eagle of Time Bit, by Bit, Piece, by Piece

Took Away from My Flesh

The Eagle of Time, Piece, by Piece, Day, by Day

Took Me Away

The Eagle of Time, It’d Made Me Realized

That Life is a Flower, Life is Also, Withering Away

Without Hate, Nor Cries

Just, Dissipating into the Wind, that Freedom

The Eagle of Time, Swallowed Me Whole

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The Eagle of Time, Took Me Soaring

To the Endless Universe

To that, Emptiness that Filled Up, the End

And so, from before, you were struggling, like the pigeon, with the eagle’s wanting to take your life, and here, you’d finally, accepted that you are, destined, to get, devoured, eaten alive, by the eagle, which symbolized time here, and, time is running short, and there’s NO way you’ll EVER be able to BEAT that C-L-O-C-K here!!!