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Muddy Waters - Cerulean Poetry

Muddy Waters - Cerulean Poetry

“Beware that, when fighting monsters, you yourself do not become a monster... for when you gaze long into the abyss. The abyss gazes also into you.” - Friedrich Nietzsche

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Muddy Waters

There is no waking up,
from what I awoke to,
my past crumpled up
like aluminum foil.

You can't lose,
What you ain't never had, 
I can't be anymore,
Who I ain't never was.

The abyss finally stared back,
with the pearly, black eyes
of a ruminating horse
and I feel freed.

But I can not cry,
for what I forgot I cried for,
and I can't help me,…

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