My heart feels stilled...I must pursue its beat.

My mind feels numb...I must find the words to warm it.

My soul is lost..It will always be found again.

I will not accept this punishment silently.

Silence will not be my grace.

It will be, as always, my art.

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Things have not been so hot in my mind for a little. The strife is in me. But it will not become me.

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