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Surrender


Surrender...... Endless days of uncertainty Dreams as close as the distant thunder So called riches have dwindled to near non-existence These are trying times..... Restless nights, yet unfittingly dream filled. Burning desire diminished to fading embers. The longing for the need to be wanted. The need to be needed. These are trying times. The void is now at capacity. Unable to hear over my own screams. I have succumbed at fate's feet. These are my trying times.
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