“Pensive Musings”

Made of cards

playing people

made of thoughts

Trapped in a series

made of guesses

forced to assume

Stuck in an elevator

made of glass paper

we all fall down

Sooner or later

the wheel ceases

to exist in time

I tried to be

someone worth

something

Am I really?

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