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Where there is potential,  there is also limitation

Our trains of thought derail, into chaos with us left inside it

From coal to ash, and the myth is fed

This great conductor, patiently waits

To come from the living and for the dead

A personal despair with a personal touch

And the law of averages, marked time

In fractions of factions, splintered, rejoice

The feminine, archetype menstruation, inverse divine