Ouroboros

Jessica Scott gives a poem of being trapped.

The Well Tempered Bards

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This is where I exist:

An endless loop

Returning to itself,

Going forward,

Going back,

Swallowing my tail,

Eternal heaven and hell,

Never any slack,

Pushing toward

an abyssal shelf,

no chance to recoup,

simply subsist.

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