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Into the Deepest Wounds

Is there accomplishment without failure?
Is there life without emptiness?
Can I feel without reason?
It can't be understood, can't you just accept it?
It's too simple to be complex to you: somthing so pure.
Unmatched, unchallenged --
beaten down and pushed back in my mind, waiting patiently.
Your time will come again.
I'm not waiting.
I'm getting out.
Imprenate before the solstice falls upon --
from whence the flesh we conquer.

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