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An Enigma

I  am but an enigma

in a sea of misty rain - 

a warrior in an abandoned field - 

a revolutionary without a cause.

I eat because I can.

I sleep because I live.

I do to not be done.

It is this that fuels me

the levels of emptiness amidst a drunken schoolyard - 

a wasted prairie,

an outlawed sanctuary,

a rhythm in a flattened tone.

This is the end of a new beginning -

the start of an aged ending -

the termination of an ancient myth.

This is me who speaks -

me who listens.

This is she.

This is me

- Anonymous