the material world beckoned forth, i looked, i turned away the glamour of creativity enticed me, I played, yet found no joy
the security of my clan , called me home, but they were not of me.
i found a twin, but found the flames grew dim, so i blew out the candle.
the words of sages and prophets passed, steam forth, yet i found'em hollow, so laid down the pen.
visions of the past and future flickered through, bringing joys and sorrows, so i stayed in the present i looked upon myself, found that i had turned full circle,
and wondered if i should start again
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