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An Ensemble of Pain
Oh, I felt it then, a sudden surge of pain.
A familiar entity of constant ubiquity,
yet simultaneously not there.
I tried to feign indifference, but it soon became clear upon the springing of those dainty edges.
I was harrowed by despair.
How could I not care?
Their meek, limp, cunning stance made me sigh with frustration.
Their insistence to grow with an air of indignation to all th...
Thursday 15th May 2025 1:24 pm
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