Splashed by the great diktat
Of an uneven kind
I rolled up my silent strength
Spilling whimpers
To my untimely sob
Fluttering and floating
The distant mirage
Unrealistic of hope and hype
I resize my wings
Greater than the skies
How callous it could be
Insisting pain upon pain.
I will plunge thee deep
Whooping a delight;
And you will weep me not
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