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ODE TO METAMORPHOSIS
Will it be by thought alone
that man will one day stride
in passion wrought of dignity
beyond the grasp of pride;
or is a means implanted
to satisfy such need,
in the blueprint of the helix;
paradise in a seed ?
Whatsoever pushes thus
that motivates our prime
and sets the act in motion
of loves beyond our time.
What truth in distant visions
that cling where nought can touch;
the synthesis of seauton...
or evolution's crutch ?
However comes the kick-start
that drives its forgone course,
how overcomes its problem
in eliminating remorse ?
Is it man that meets his doom
despite the dreams he knew;
or is the memory shattered
when rising up anew !
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