Dark Ends oftentimes it feels as though I've failed a multitude of ships horizons, gone, sailed as here, in my struggle the twisting and bends flounders in mazes built of burning bridge ends peripherally, all i see are brash celebrations success and perfection 'neath joy exclamations i study scuffed shoes reflected years refuse undermine all of it rust tint glasses muse it's finite, I know that yet all seems forever how easy would it be to float free untether
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