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i curse blindness for being the only one who saw
i curse sweetness for being bitter the most
i curse fortitude that brought me to my fall
and i curse the softness that inflicted crooked stillness,
how could tears be so stable?
if it forever drips in tired eyes that do not rest
immeasurable passion was its structure
as the depths of the Heaven's highest mountain crest..
7:06 AM
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