Soul’s Ephemeral Imagination

My execution led on by some instigation,

Funerals passed, my ghost lingers on,

Fueled by ephemeral imagination,

Passing by souls in constant state of illumination.

Pass through the world of speculation,

Dreaming of freedom an imagination,

Can’t begin to recall with any regonition,

My soul lost due to irrational regulation.

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