Impassive impunity from certain self destruction
Clung to dry words, cottoned tongue indeed
Surely madness follows those who walk alone
For echoes tire as they reverberate their sound
Voices in stir for yet another eventual season
Raking past the coals of scarlet, smitten tablets
Finding fire will not scorch all the articles within
Smiling while recognition gives way to apathy
Self doubt surely lingers not in the acoustic wind
Rather rambunctious tones escape the early soot
Music, obnoxious at best is heard from the wake
Less time than before to absorb the chilly fate
Opening tomorrow swiftly, Unshaken anymore
Traveling in limbo until further permits avail
Sunshine is immense in its dusky transition
Shuffling of feet signal a retreat from the pen
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