Our shells decay over time,
Souls trapped in finite casings
Ghosts of a terrestrial plane.
We are, we are, sublime.
Consciousness captured through ingenuity,
Subconsciousness fueling creativity,
Driven by proficiency,
We are, we are ambiguity.
Disparity in human principle,
Purpose defined objectivity,
Time is running out, yet
We are, we are, invincible.
“Death is so terribly final, while life is full of possibilities.”
― George R.R. Martin
Camp NaNo is around the corner. Let’s take the world by storm!
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