Each new day, the reasoning develops;
It is the air, which surrounds and envelops
The flesh, keeping the logic fresh.
The previous conclusions are carbon dioxide;
Though once inside, from the lungs they divide,
And are expelled through mental mesh.
Partially productive, only sediment remains;
Strains of unenlightened memories, sentimental grains.
Segments continue to subsist, but are expanded.
The selfish poison`s portions, left on old blog bars
(Stains); the reminder of ideas (narrow-minded scars),
The mar remains, but the deduction, the ratiocination is
recanted.
With every improved entry, the soul is transmigrated;
By more experienced revelations, the work is decorated.
Leaving behind the outdated, despite whether it serves as a
pro or con;
Ignoring the cosmic background radiation, rationale reaching
for the next echelon.
The verses are breaths of life (filled with either: the continuum
of trifling strife,
Or the dawn of significant positive productivity); Art, this
soul`s sole proclivity.
Composed By: A.D.
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