Ushered in Under the Guise of Serpents

Three years in the making,
Divulging cryptic literature
With the intention of getting lost.

In the pages back behind
The books most beautiful
Facade, there screams there,
In an isolation of sorts,
The mentor’s dilemma.

Neither narcissist nor

Uninterrupted metronome
Could peel back my revelation.

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