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Excess
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Living under a veil of uncertainty one tends to spiral
Denial, Trial and Error the child inside is desperate to come home
Errors and false hopes become tendencies eventually
One and all, once together, all get pushed to the periphery
In a cold winter one tends to call the warm home
Layers that seem adequate we love to deem adequate
A covered fire cannot burn
A covered p...
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