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Forward From The Transcendence Where are you my love
like a diamond in the rough.
You were food for this dog
i could never get enough.
yet dogs roam, and i streached
myself thinner than paint.
I broke oyu.
I broke me.
The river is with taint.
Trying to go forward
i fell anchord
in this big blue beast.
drowning in my wo.
