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Better it were confusion -- bittersweet. A passionate indulgence in crystal serenity. Touched by a soul desperate to love.

Yet lips are sweet and embrace, familiar. And she is strong and enduring and with endless empathy -- her song is clear and powerful; I can do naught but awe.

Of those memories that give strength.

Oh, how it could last. Dreams of eternity, that this moment could stretch.

Drawn to the firey spirit

Your hooded eyes gazing wearily from behind that thick sludge that you call coffee: facade rouges and you look away. But I can see you: you are beautiful; your core is good, you are strong.

Serenity. This moment is harmoney; peace. And you are not mine.

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