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The disturbing flawless symmetry
The haziness in lucidity
A passing moment of sudden revelation
Back to an incomplete peroration
The hollowness and absurdity
Retrospection and perplexity
The perfection so unreal
Juxtapositions so surreal
The search, the incomplete explanations
The existence and the implication
The pain, the purgation
The joy and the isolation
The first cry of mortal pain
The last gasp of breath in vain
Yin and yang; Matter and antimatter
The opposite of time; a universe parallel
All the answers hiding there
Leaving us with questions, unaware
The mocking assumptions
Opposites and similar liaisons
The differences and their dissolution
The ultimate annihilation
An experiment
Or mere fate
Innocent pawns or power wielders
Still amateur or subconscious masters

Do we have the ticker?
Or is someone else ticking it?
To time zero again we return;
No enlightenment; no realisations hit
One more attempt to clear the mist
Lost in translation
Or is it a problem of narration?