so we tussle
no more paper bows and ribbon
everything more byzantine
enrapture such a fickle gift
old immersion emotes
and all fantasies are absolved
so much effort and strain
just for the glide
once took for granted
we fade like footfalls
and scuffle on
just for the chance to glide
outside eden
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