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I can still hear the unjustified sighs of rage,>>
the fearsome wrath that locked me in hates cage.>>
I smell the coffee, feel the restlessness within.>>
Years of light were lost somewhere between>>
paranoia for the days to come>>
and regret for those gone; when we sum>>
up the recent painful worries,>>
we find ourselves consumed in a few sorrys,>>
unpredictable turns of a twisted fate,>>
forged by our attempt to boast and create.>>
Beyond conventions, someplace weird but nice>>
thought we could try to cast forbidden dice...>>
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