Circle of Life

The broken brackets of our lives,
Are linearly aligned,
To capture the unattainable,
With symbols that rests meaning
In meaningless,
By virtue of the common consensus,
Of those few who fumble,
Along the centre of the line;
That stretches across,
To hold its own shadow,
In a perfect, faultless symphony.

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