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Mess
I guess
I can’t
Untangle
All that is
Beauty
All that is
Wisdom
From
The pain
The birthed it.
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The
Darkness
Played me
for a fool
Morning
Always
Comes
The
Memory
Of you
Passes
Through me
Like wind
I know
One day
I’ll stop
Feeling
You
Moments
Are like
Windows
Into
Another
World
You just
Have to
Hold them
Long enough
To see it.
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