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a perilous journey
low light levels
atmospheric tension
forces conspire
history repeating
cha-ching, cha-ching
a punch in the gut
debased deliberations
head in the sand
mind full of contempt
a sojourn into darkness
stark realization
time slipping away
but I refuse to face up to it
contemplating mortality
immediate and unforgiving 
so I continue chasing fairies
a refusal to act my age
a blockage in the pipeline
a river polluted with cynicism
I am dropping out of this world