.["Hope in reality is the worst of all evils, because it prolongs the torments of man." - F. Nietzsche]
A slow aching, bled dry of pain.
The pace of life sedates the sane.
Lure me into the fury of absence,
Let my train of thoughts collide.
In a trance of confidence,
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