Toppling over my mindIn the ocean of grief Contemplating the words Of agony and ecstasy. Consolidated phrases Writhes my skin Shrivels up my soul Into dungeons dark. Sweetness thy know not Looming clouds above Huddled into a corner Folded into one. Trepid feelings mount Taking a toll Of the hub Plunging it to trance. Comprehend the minuteness Of mind gone astray Suffering turmoil in the midst Of unfathomable ardor.
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