aloof
Arms to hold,
roads to tow
going with the flow.
All we know
is to keep coming ,
back and fro.
Thought we were dauntless,
to forgo.
Attempts mimics a
puppet show,
just how long
could we hold?
Accumulates
effects of domino,
just refusal of letting go.
Atlas,
you acknowledge the outgrow.
With torment,
last kiss
to the other's glow.
-ag
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