Beware the existence
of a suspending emotion
What might seem lulled
is really lurking under a beat
The heart as its abode
it lives along the ignorance
Once thought buried,
it once again rises to conquer
Conquer the weak will.
You surrender, like you did the first time
the submission brings back a life once lived
The blend of the past
seeks an unclogged vent
Finally coinciding with a pearly ocean.
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