Balance's tragedy

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Of all the burdens
sacrifices,
and vices
then corrosion happens.

Roots of all,
feathers will fall.
dense as a ball
forever will stall.

Plow hatred
and sow destruction.
'Til love
whilst no longer lie above.

No such goodness,
inextinguishable,
senseless,
and ultimately perishable;

Could behest the light,
one cannot fully be itself.
As even the bright,
wouldn't fully implore theirself.

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