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Scourged by a ragging whisp,
choking my desire.
Leave me here,
turning aimless,
rendered worthless.
Forced posture,
everlasting,
neverending.

And nothing
will ever feel as good
as not feeling at all.

As I continue my ravage through the sough
restlessly silencing all the voices urging me on
I keep pushing to the surge
and in the end, you can find me lost at sea.

The voices fade. your faces fade.
Our sunken bodies rot away.
And in the end - we're all lost at sea.

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