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The pond and I,
With the clouds of regret;
The mirror of my
Self and the withdrawal.
The rising water and

Darkenened sky shall
Once more endure
The wish of end with
A closure of pain

The letter hidden for
Your eyes are the
Words of wishful rest;

Unconditional deed of
Lust shall once more bow for my

Disregard for Life.