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Spare

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One shadow emerges, clouds me.

So, I astir in trepidation, trembling.

The shadow keeps me awake it

reminds me how life can dwindle.

Me, a tiny spectacle, perishable

in a "massive" universe within another.

Is it enough to save one being,

or should you gloatfully spare me?

Yet, I am beyond caring, but so

confounded if the world is a tiny

piece of dust, compared to the unknown.

So, I gaze with watchful eyes,

as the earth turns frigid, the colors

ebb, as humanity was believed to be

superior, it will soon fade out.

In the way I think, is oblivious and

crooked like the other drones here.

So, spare me, spare me of the wonders;

and endurance of why I even exist.