From the hubris
of a silence that is heard
a chivalry of emotions
emerges
perceived delusions
and the pain
recapitulates
with a daft ignorance
I become someone else
with the stroke of a thought
it chokes the earlier me
gagged thought
can only gasp for truth
but the hope still survives
the question remains as it is
Should I be a bruised cat
or a phoenix?
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