If Silly and Serious both start with an 'Es' that's got to make 'sence' right?

oh, how I would love to confuse yesterday with you.
afternoon summer sounds like Miami traffic.
tomorrow sounds like seven a week fifty two times;
twice a day I dream of you, once for every smile,
twice for every breath.
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if all this could be, without you, why believe in anything?
release, never accept defeat,
unless to breathe is but to tease the earth with ease,
recollect, without conceit,
for every weakness can be granted,
and every strength can be defeated.
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Return to me, oh mighty anonymous entity!

Without you this moment would have never become,
and so, alluding to the need to rain ink upon this paper,
transmuted with the finest think, (I thought would be the case)
I might be wrung out like a wet towel over a dirty sink,

but instead, through usage of vowel and tongue,
but not necessarily in cheek, (since I speak definitively) and thus
must have certainly spoke as if joking, though

actually alluding, inevitably, to the smoke and the mirrors;
reality as only an illusion: identity, symmetry, causality,
eternally a reflection of prosperity, hope, peace, and

without further use of cliché let me note that today nothing
new has been said about the visage of what is said to be
simply a mirage, though true, and ineffably expressible,
laughable, oxymoronical stasis of improbable dynamics,
this life, morality.
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