for all your wandering
you wonder too much,
can't find the respite of a quaint life
the cessation to overactive nights.
meanderings must stop sometime
and the time is now
but it's always been now
yet you hadn't known (until now).
so, put your urges to bed
let them rest along with the memories
and then hasten them from your head
because there is no use for them ever again
no use for anything
and for nothing
and so you've come to understand
the enigma of the dead.
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