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Marrow grows impossibly slow through the narrow causeways of my mind seeking in usurp conventional thought. A sardonic plea sounds hauntingly through me, Weight on chest, there is no rest lest we jest incoherently about that which we care nothing about. Be done with it now, for I can not allow myself to be taken or foresaken from the bountries of love.
