Here Comes A Thought.

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Thought process torn and allowed to wilt until the final petal of pain has dispersed. To fill a void is to make the issue go unseen to where the void is all you know. Darkness is temporary so long as you have illumination within your minds eye and can brave the strife set upon you and to believe otherwise is foolish. My heart yearns for more in a world where less is preferred. Do I lust too deeply?? Is my emotion too much to bear?? Is my passion equivalent to mountain ranges not easily traversed?? Everest is a feat many have overcome so why is my love any different?? My lust is uncapped aswell as my love raw emotions pure energy coming from mind body heart soul and spirit. I fall as easily as the autumn leaves swayin in the wind. Imbalance is unacceptable.

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