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Outside the Poetry Box

Trying to break the convention of rhyming.

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Borne on wings of night, it came for me.

Death is inescapable to those who fear its grasp.

I am one who knew such fear – in a forgotten time and place.

Now I am relieved of all transgression; only nothingness remains.

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The anarchic danger of the sadistic guild set in quick.

The Arbiter implored the Supreme Judge to restore order.

Her simple solution affected immediately.

“Terminus protocol. Destroy them all.”

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Whilst once I were a tawdry vagabond

Since I have become fulfilled with nothing

Peace lies in emptiness. The hand and the sword are one

Truth permeates all things, unity is impossible to escape.

Beautiful, isn’t it? 
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And a haiku to close it out:

Poetry about
poems is redundant. Still,
simple, beautiful.

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