You monster! You thief! You muse! You Chief!
To love and hate something as one is splitting and never forgetting and always forgiving.
You are a space; a realm that rests my soul.
I used to cry over you; now you can make me whole.
So among the chimes and rhymes and chatter of life.
I escape to a corner that seems to have no light.
In that darkness I close my eyes and look within to realize.
Realize.
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