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I fell down amid the streets  got up dusted myself wishing  noone had seen how I have been wishing a path to light beyond this wrath to fight beyond  this aftermath  but nothing so far wishing for  the next turn after this heavy run  that can predict  that the fall can be fun wishing for lesser bleed that doesn't stain the meed but only calms down the greed within that speaks of being sober  wishing for greater stride when I climb down  the mountain of pride while I see faces that grinched  at me over and over wishing fate to debate until after the slate to be wiped clean from constant slaughter wishing pain to be part of very much everything so that you  aren't left alone under a sad looking stone  *pic courtesy pinterest art collection

Over

Then there is the moon..
Without an answer.
As the silvery light glistens the cheeks.
With drops of gorgeous streaks.
Glims silently..
Without an answer.
A tinge brushing through the wound..
While pain has been hushed.
Trampling in thorns..
Searching again for a beginning.
Without an answer.
A desire imperious.
A childish delirious.
What answer?
There is none.
Your chase is over..
Now stop the run.

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