Vivid Remorse

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I am lost in the current.

I'm wondering overseas.

Beneath are the shallows,

Beyond are my knees.

I fly up high,

And soar with the breeze

Of my unrelenting wings.

I face the burdened clouds

Where nightmares are buried;

And see my words

Speaking the thunders

With lightning

Strike the little trees

That bears the sweetness

Of my begotten world.

I killed myself.

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