For The Ideal
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For the Ideal
I shall suffer
More than I suffered
I say.
Weep
Blood subsequent to
Tears
And then
Under the pincers of the
Crushing stones
I will shed tears
Without blood
Without liquid.
And
The suffering shall
Exceed
The lone guilt-feelings of a Broken Soul
And yet speak not
And yet wise suffer.
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