![[502] The End of A Recurring End](https://i0.wp.com/rahulgaurblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/10/502.jpeg?fit=720%2C941&ssl=1)
The world of me is still being bornStillborn ideas and a guilty bondMy tragedy is visible only to those whocome alive in thethe absenceof chaos while its cunning childrenwreck havoc in me with a smileI never live an ideal dayyet its hope kills me every dayI always wind up waiting for hereven if her wings [...]