I metaphor in life


Life is a perpetual one-way commute unto an inevitable and mysterious last-stop, replete with finite moments of corporeal live-dying, where infinite stimuli randomly-chaotically enter, loiter and depart a transit system amok with truths, questionings and beliefs within physicalities encompassing divergent-convergent experiences, dispositions, volatilities, judgements and lessons (among other specific reasonings and sentiences,) amidst augmenting assembly of fate, hope, luck and, especially, time (and other run-ons,) in fleeting euphony-cacophony astride its precious, puzzling, perilous and often paradoxical path.

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no.18 wake-pass

So you’re going away;
Yellowed blades gust in the wake
Unto departure