Why Calle Me

As the dawn on night struck
It seems like everlasting glazed
Back and forth
Continuing to move in the glaze
Mesmurizing all the unlawful fulfillments thereof.

Times have changed before and after thought
bekoning to my undesigned depleted
enchantments.
It is as though selfless being has invaded
our membered bodies. Why?

Questions are made to be answered.
Think of the time we had the time we shared
and all about the imbodied friction of all
idosyncrocies.
Is life that great? or is it one of our
unfavorable lifestyle of the rich and famous.

by Elton Hazel

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