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Requiem From Substance To SilenceWe settle for pleasure.We revel in pain. She will regret forever. He lusts for a cleansing rain. Set adrift and yet amiss. Stranger in a strange land. Falling eyes and outstretched hands. Blinded by the desperate cry there where fate is eternally blind. I await some sort of resolution. It never comes. It never calms. |