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And yet I yearn, though I know it's in vain,
To dance with your chaos, to revel in your rain.
Held by what I can't possess—but still call my heart.
For in the depths of your embrace, I find my truth:
That love is not possession, but the courage to lose.
These verses—these haunting verses—they dictate me, pulling strings I cannot see, weaving patterns I dare not unravel. Yet, they never truly own me. A mask of dictation cloaks my truth, a façade I wear ...
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