As all who are wise flee
My hard focus unbroken
It isn't that I am unaware
It isn't that I love misery
I've desires unspoken
But I don't want to die
I don't need to be free
I don't need comfort
I only need to be me
Black clouds following
I don't care
I am unable to be
Anything other than me
“To hatch a crow, a black rainbow
Bent in emptiness
over emptiness
But flying”
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