This mind, dark, filled with ideas that would shatter
Lost behind a wall of their useless chatter

Free from the fetter's clutch, bursting into the open air
Clearly exhausted from impassive displays of talent.

Put upon a stage, beacon to the masses
Someone see past this burdening bravado!

Look upon these shattered dreams and weep
These pieces will never fuse again.

Shane D. Nelson

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