Disrupted pulses no longer line my heart at times
When the only thing left beside me is uncertainty
I have come to face these dreamless tremors in my mind
With newfound resolution, I brave the unknown ahead
As I walk towards the yellow brick road Dorothy told me,
Filled with treacherous thoughts and desires of apathy
I will dauntlessly find my own solid golden path
Where there is no room for false vision tricks to mock me
From finding inner peace and solace in my earthly body.
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Nodus Tollens
Poesíanodus tollens n. the realization that the plot of your life doesn't make sense to you anymore. (dictionary of obscure sorrows)
