Poetry — Acuity

Villainy, perfidy;
Providence appears to me.
Come what may uncertainty;
Betrayed, once was blind,
Now I see.

Reverie, fallacy;
Common sense bears fears to knee.
Run away anxiety;
Delaying life,
In chains not free.

Validity, absurdity;
On the fence of destiny.
A phoenix of acuity;
From this day, the pith of grit,
I am born to be.

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