a contemplative piece.
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My confusion lies beside me tonight,
And the women of my life have no room to tame my uncertainty.
The passion I seek is horizons beyond my view.
My emotions are as human as a cadaver.
At times, the six feet of eternal calm tempts me like the faint call of a siren.
However, we cannot let our torments keep our memories from us.
One must always remember the opportunities of life;
That bloom of uncontrollable growth, from which fruit may drop.
If all we have are our hands to look upon,
Then we shall become lost in the intricate creases they've weathered.