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Master of Monument

Master of monument

uncommon

architects of  fate

tearing down these walls of time

in pieces of broken rhyme.

The useless subjective

monsters our souls so sublimely

return

become our yesterdays

that which we’ve earned

 belonging to us

it colors them

once again

between

the small and the great

who

with all their weary

deeds

leave wide

 ascending

gaps

unseen.

that mansion of yours

that one which

made you

so

beautiful

with all those bushy hedges

you dreamt about

stands incomplete

vividly in green.

once finished

in their entirety

submerged within

its own entropy

we climb

stairways

we build

as our own

stumbling block

to

that foundation

which

becomes our own angelic

headstone

bending tomorrow’s

unbound sky

with

tall grasping hands.

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