Ever apart, never together Close and yet far We live our lives with no regrets But the ever-present shadow on our hearts Serves as but a reminder of all that could have been A still born escapade, a fire that smouldered before it could breathe As the way of life goes, so also, we must follow in this seamless cascade of dominoes We waltz on on this stage with an ever-present longing And try to deny the eternal itch we cannot reach A Gorgonian conundrum of how two lines could be parallel yet twisted and intertwined Threatens our sanity Indeed, the gods above and below must bemuse our folly Because like the flow of a speeding rapid Our lives flow without pause into a bottomless abyss And our past, like a jilted bride, is a long-gone but ever-present torment A mountain of garbage, once petty issues, stands as a testimony to a horrendous legacy of disappointment and heart ache A paradoxical existence that defies logic is a sink of life What are we then? A puzzle that must be solved or destroyed Alexander may have been the wiser but our existence stands a challenge Because our lines do indeed meet at the point where hearts are infinitely intertwined.
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