Saline

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Presence of your scintilla fades into an abyss,
Presuming all my faults will take over leaves a leeway,

In hopes the mind rivalry will end causes an overdose on a mimic,
Motives create a ballad that can never be seen through a blind eye,
The perception is so serene but the saline can still intervene.
- Rosalea Bond

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