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Minds that see what there is

She is a killer of time

By Alice CarterPublished 3 years ago 1 min read
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Minds that see what there is

only to see in a mind of hers

she will not hear the sound of the passing moon

they commit her to madness

inclusion they say is one of all

and society is only lost with a substitution

She’s just a mortal

We all want to survive and we have to

Shake hands as we did before

God knows

We are all just mortals

She was born on a Friday

With a number unbelievable

the day of the unlucky

she keeps them away as she looks

Covering her face and features

mirrors that trick the eyes

minds that see what there is

only to see in a mind of hers

she will not hear the sound of the passing moon

they commit her to madness

inclusion they say is one of all

and society is only lost with a substitution

Said to be a series of things

matches that spark a line of fate

pairings that cost fortune hunters

movements of past bringing the before and the after

following one from the other

some considered those of frequent minds

was it theories, questions or movements?

she walks with a step of tomorrow

one that no one dares to question

she is the killer of them all

time killer

a killer of time

Inclusion and substitution

Are said to be a series of things

Some considered those of frequent minds

To be with the twelve that repeat

Of theories and thoughts swirling to reality

Prevail in high winds of absolute

Bring to the forefront a frail humanity

sad poetry
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