"I'd give
My persistence
To feel that again
I called pain-resistance
Through the
Unexplainable
What could I explain?
There was fear, hope
Desire-hence!
It wasn't unreal
In opposition
With nothing
An empty glass
Was standing
In front of
Control-breaking
And that's called love
My hands are shaking
In the dark
Search, touch, grab!
But its not the same
Again...Existence, Failing"
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