A race to redeem

when time is running out,
I see two eyes in the blackness,
telling me to…
break from the chains holding
each limb, blast of rain,
a left arm of grief,
a right arm of torment,
a left leg of a thief,
a leg of an advent,
leading towards a rip
in the tapestry,
searching for a cure
to madness,
breaking a pattern
of sadness.

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