Editing Anaesthesia
Can you feel it? The hole within; Knowledge preventing ascension And tumbling the crown; I fall. Can you take it away? I am afraid I, who once burned away the darkness Where has my fire gone? Not even a candleflame. Can you light my way? I cannot face the abyss again. Without thought there is no feeling. Without passion there is no love. Unbalanced, I hide in just being I have forgotten how to get beyond the world Can you show me? Or lead me To forget I ever knew the way? Can you take it away? What good the kingdom if I forsake the crown? ''a note: there are 2 levels on which this poem could be read. I expect one of them is inaccessible to most people who will see this. Oh well. Think about the repeated 'objects' and phrases (there is 1 phrase and 3 repeated things, though 2 are non-obvious. And by repeated i mean separate and distinct references to. The repeated phrase won't help, the repeated objects will, in uncovering the second meaning)'' ''Comments are, of course, always welcome.''
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