.I'm a clenched fist,
Distorted and clutching hope.
Beneath these two tired, broken wrists.
I'm tired of it,
I'm always running from this
This relentless and it's dissonance.
Let's consider this something I won't soon forget.
Eventually I've gotta get used to remember when.
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