What if it was frozen?
All thoughts captured,
A bubble still half ruptured.
A photographic image,
In which I could move alone on the stage.
An essence of thought,
A scheming plot.
A mental siege,
Half proliferating disease.
A half turned turn,
An incomplete burn.
Death on face,
Embarrassing disgrace.
All frozen in time,
A resonating chime.
What do I see?
Common to thee.
That all are lost,
In incomplete thoughts.
Thoughts of time,
In quantized packets sublime.
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