My Fate is Like a Thousand Stars (poem)
All life is transient
The moments are fleeting
Butterflies blink through a sleeping city
All life is suffering, sleeping in their coffins
The cages rattled, behind locked doors
Launder our meat, preparing a feast
Empty boxes steal our souls
Following the lines
Between bus stops
Coloring between the dots
Checkmate ~psp
π (pi) ku
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The moments are fleeting
Butterflies blink through a sleeping city
All life is suffering, sleeping in their coffins
The cages rattled, behind locked doors
Launder our meat, preparing a feast
Empty boxes steal our souls
Following the lines
Between bus stops
Coloring between the dots
Checkmate ~psp
π (pi) ku
.