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Your soul may

Lie still, but mine

Is restless

Always pushing

To the brink of

The forbidden line

Never crossing it,

But riding along it

As if it were stringing

Along my heart,

Waiting for the

Tether to break,

The dam to crumble,

Watching the water

Come crashing down

Until everything is

Destroyed.

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