Another Way

Wormhole

Once in a while

Not necessarily by desire

A wormhole for poets I find

Allowing instant travel

To the farthest corners of the mind

Where no man has gone before

As it’s all exclusively mine

To explore and discover

New insights of humanity

The kind I was bestowed with

Meant for still some other life

Of suffering, humiliation and pain

But sometimes, there’s another way

 

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