Fallow 65

The sun shone today
Though I felt I hid from it
This strange detour

You said you relent
No longer tallying points
You saw this coming

This primal juncture
A man collapses at once
In your view in full

Have you curved angles
That this view is yours alone?
You don't want to share?

I don't want to share.
Mirrored phrase dissimilar
For how it's uttered

Do I make no sense?
Must I make nonsense secure
To ensure forging

A broken juncture
Day where a man cannot work
Hopefully unique

Trapped by my own mind
All this is temporary
Tomorrow is new 

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