No one can talk you out of what you must suffer;
the penalties of life taught by the infractions of life,
sabotaged unions with self-loathing,
and what is tasted will be an elixir,
with an aftertaste of wilted wildflowers,
gone days dying in the wilting day.
Dontrell Lovet't
-from [Leitmotif]
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