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living in a world of ice,
all things careful and beautiful
encase the sights beyond my eyes
carefully fractured and cursed
with a thousand images of one thing
I can see you in a thousand facets
reflected until I see only you
for this is my sacrifice
waiting until the time fades until
I can have the truth not the lies
of warm flesh, not imaginings first
and then the soul of the being
to learn of you until nothing's left
thats when for me, life begins anew.
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