Intertwined Pasts

You were without what I felt within.
Strangled with two voices,
Never quite belonging
A host for many masks
Perplexed with perceptions
I could never surpass
That you could never rehearse

Our demise an event for the Many’s pasts,
For the Few’s never-ending tales of morales.


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