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She was fire without sparks

Color without sound, nature without nurture

Always falling up while climbing down

She loved without regret

Laughed without humor, believed without faith

Always losing him while seeking a future

She was tortured without pain

Embracing the rope, refusing her freedom

Begging to be saved while giving up hope 





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