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Reoccurring flashbacks to mind
Newly crowned ancients’ renown
Other paths 2b forgotten until found
Ancestral visits upon my futures’ daze
Flashed across the dark skies to illuminate
Looks back, is the wheel that moves forward
So, my world turns and tilts on caustic haunts
Previews unexplained and casually blinked away
For today is repetitive in the way we sleep awake
Silenced alarms proliferate thru seasons encountered
Twinkling stars brink in and out, yet no sirens are 2b heard
Absurd conclusions persist as sound is perpetually late to disturb
Brightly lit ideals bubble and form in those yet 2b born again
Performances of universality are once again renewed in revues
The audacity that never is ever uttered proves, never is the past future tense!
