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What an intriguing task! Here's a poem that explores the paradoxes of existence, using common words and imagery: | |
In twilight's hush, where shadows play | |
Amidst the whispers of a fading day | |
I find myself lost in thoughts astray | |
A world of contradictions, come what may | |
The wind whispers secrets in my ear | |
Of lives lived, loved, and lost, yet still unclear | |
The stars up high, a twinkling sea | |
Reflecting the turmoil of humanity | |
In dreams, I soar on eagle's wings | |
Free from the chains that bind and cling | |
But wake to find the chains remain | |
A prisoner of thought, in endless pain | |
The clock ticks on, a relentless beat | |
A reminder of the time I'll never meet | |
The hours slip away, like grains of sand | |
A never-ending quest, in this desolate land | |
Yet, in the stillness, I find my voice | |
A whispered prayer, a heartfelt choice | |
To rise above the noise and strife | |
And find solace in the beauty of life | |
In this paradox of darkness and of light | |
I search for answers, through the endless night | |
For though the world is full of strife and pain | |
There's beauty too, in the |