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Friday, July 1, 2005
My blood is my own worst enemy...
It is the cause of it all...
The reason for pain...
The cause of the sea...
It cannot be purged...
For it is what allows me to thrive...
Yet it forces me to the lowest of lows...
And the highest of highs...
If it falls...
I fall...
There is no escape within grasp...
Only a problem for my solution...
A question as my answer...
Some fire for the water...
It tells me to leave...
To stay...
To destroy...
To create...
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