Host'd
grains of eternity glance on,
as i ponder being just as a pawn.
span of wings that fly into the unknown,
where a thought of nothingness is merely shown.
teachers being taught never to teach what they know.
into the great abiss life has start'd to appear in a show.
with all that could be percieved as real,
reaching out but never learning to feel.
how oft is one to boast,
under the cover,
my host.
as i ponder being just as a pawn.
span of wings that fly into the unknown,
where a thought of nothingness is merely shown.
teachers being taught never to teach what they know.
into the great abiss life has start'd to appear in a show.
with all that could be percieved as real,
reaching out but never learning to feel.
how oft is one to boast,
under the cover,
my host.
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