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"Underarm with... synchronicities also"

psichological fiction poem by P. I.

By Patty412024Published 3 months ago 1 min read


Trapped ...

Through the labyrinth of ironies,

A prisoner in a game of subtlety,


Surround me, weaving me

Into a subtle web.

In every corner, a bitter smile,

A shattered mirror of truth.


Between paradoxes,

I seek to escape, to find freedom...

In a world of contrasts.

But each step is an additional knot

In the chain of ironies,

Each word a return

To the trap in which I've been ensnared.


Reveals itself

Only through the prism of paradox,

And freedom seems to be

An illusion in this labyrinth of subtlety...

So, I remain...

Trapped between ironies,

A prisoner of my own thoughts.


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