Borrowed Time Absurdism

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2025-02-21 18:49:41.330 -0600

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Bated Snares for Proxied Dreamers Strained, He grasps at life once more. With each pulse, the past expands, His future dwindles. Stuck between what is and what can be, hope finds no light beneath His trees. To live a life and fight for dreams of others. Survive He tries amidst the lies. No thought of flight, He grasps at life once more. The past expands, His future dwindles.

Observation · 1 tokens

I truly appreciate how you represent the character hanging from the trees. I can here him screaming these words to the desperate crowd below. In a masquerade, nothing should be taken at face value. I think you perfectly embody this. Well done!

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His future dwindles, but life awakens all around Him. A child cries, eager for the future, unaware of the toils that surround.

Revision · 1 tokens

I have personally struggled with this. Fighting to be true to myself or a reflection of what others want from me. My one suggestion is to change "Floating in the abyss." It feels out of place with the rest of your philosophical observation.

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