If in lieu, of retribution, for the events past and the events future, you receive, a moment of peace; would it suffice? If the earth crumbles, out of thirst, felt by the seeds, buried in its bosom; quenched one day, or maybe never. And the soil, could find its fragrance, though soaked in blood, salty with sorrow, but still alive, by asking for a portion, of the moment, you perhaps prize; will you? Regardless of your choices, if offered salvation; can the act of choosing it, over rightful demise, get you any closer, to the light? Tell me. What is the source, of your plight? T 

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Try as you may, to keep the bubble, of your frail existence, burst it will. Cosmeticize to your heart’s content, miseries and trophies of a life lived, on terms made by your growing self, your indepen