doomed
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I am a sould
doomed to roam this earth
Forever
I've been here so long
no longer able to remember my orgin
This is my vessel
whois doomed to raom this Earth
forever
Blink.
Brink.
Sink.
We, the people, lose touch
Technology and sin are important
Glory of creation, not so much
Blinking, we reach the ledge
Perfection, Caught in a moment so complex that the average mind cannot comprehend such an unexpected necessity.
To lie in arms, embracing what is and doomed never to be.
