Incandescence Incandescence by Mohamed Abdalla The human being A pseudo omniscient #life form. In the depths of reality You end up fleeing You're not who you presume yourself to be The pain you recieve, You most certainly wrought. The everyday objects, They are the true gods. You lose your temper, And despite the circumstances, Grow hateful towards the world. The light gleams on all Yet you run from it. The incandescence, and even The madness of it all.
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