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Sickness 2
Submerged in dreaded euphemism
Through fleeting mounds, behold, the fleeting system
Bound in hackneyed and long coveting stagnation
Affronted, and by and by in size, lately daunted
In embittered subtlety, reluctance embedded through wary
miss takes-
Closer, closer, and ever-the-farther gone
Imbued in idle vicariousness which with ailment turns up
newly drawn.
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"Live for today, but know that tomorrow always comes- even if not for you."-MollyMac
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