H A R: B I N G E R

H A R: B I N G E R

A Poem by Paradox Heiress
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{ C o d e } o f H A R: B I N G E R

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   I { u s e d } to W O ND E R which seemed to have more meaning.
 e x h a l e } vs. { i n h a l i n g
Two imparting  { g e s t u r e s } that each had a C O M M O N  {ground}.
  P a r a d o x  c ;.
A { a w k w a r d} moment.
I { d o n ' t }  know W H Y questions of this s i m p l i c i t y {must} be stretched.
A I R  is air and we survive on it.
I don't  k n o w why I  ask myself these { P E S K Y } questions.
Q u e s t i o n s ?
I philosophize this upbringing being rather P O I N T L E SS, the H A R: B I N G E R of  endings.
My M I N D  ponders     

© 2012 Paradox Heiress


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