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Oh sweet sorrow…
Poetic, deviant soul.
Casting shadows in heavenly brightness
Reinventing balance and perspective
Making me cold when heat sears my sense
Time greets and expels you with blind equality
Like a cool breeze,
drifting wherever you please,
back out of my life again.
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