Uncertain certain worries creep. Unknown known deceive belief. Unhappy happy. Unwell well. Unmind in mind it leaves and goes and comes again.

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I can see again now my power and lead. Those four again can gain and fly. Stronger but can I hold it?

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That hurt is not. <br >The space has gone. <br >We touch again. <br >My friends and kin.

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Doesn't hurt*Is that it?*Doesn't hurt*Why doesn't it hurt?*Doesn't hurt

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A mist a fog a cloud a veil*Senses fractious ardour pail*Different better now before*Growing shrinking falling dead

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Stock still but tremolo tension*Spitting fire the wounded turns*Echoed punctures fractured sallies*The knives away or plunged?