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Unbearable Ecstasy

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4/2/2017
observing sadness
sitting with madness
how do I let them be?

when I want to defend them
or reject them them
(i can never be sure of which)
with every ounce of me?

until my dying day
they will cloak me
in unbearable ecstasy.

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