phase
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I’m just a phase
slipping through
with no destination.
Is this important?
because you let me wander
with no significant placement.
Me… A phase?
And phases end…
The world is set on fire, it is a most brilliant blaze, let the flames flickering inspire awe and amaze.
I am slowly fading into a daze,
this is the 1st phase.
I wish it was more astounding,
this strange finding.
It goes beyond measure,
known as something that I never asked for,