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The Man in the High Tower
Brick by brick,
a man,
in the course of life
builds a tower.
On the day of its completion,
he then starts to feel empowered.
But the higher does his building go,
the lower must he cower.
Shudders at his deathly throes,
for his heart must still be scoured.
Sick now at the thought,
of being utterly devoured.
The fruit of life,
in his parched mouth,
he learns can taste too sour,
when the chosen time of harvest,
is the most inopportune of hours.
Too late does he find,
he should've let it flower,
because now the twisted vines,
are undoing him in his tower.
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a man,
in the course of life
builds a tower.
On the day of its completion,
he then starts to feel empowered.
But the higher does his building go,
the lower must he cower.
Shudders at his deathly throes,
for his heart must still be scoured.
Sick now at the thought,
of being utterly devoured.
The fruit of life,
in his parched mouth,
he learns can taste too sour,
when the chosen time of harvest,
is the most inopportune of hours.
Too late does he find,
he should've let it flower,
because now the twisted vines,
are undoing him in his tower.
© All Rights Reserved
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