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There are walls beyond satisfaction,

Worlds in which pain is a credit card.

Ecstasy is the enemy of happiness,

Nor can we let go of what we have forgotten.

There are times when what makes us suffer

Yields fulfillment more exquisite than dreams,



Severs our arteries to the future,

Immolates skin that permits us to embrace,

X-rays our desire to live.