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we laugh
we weep
strangers to ourselves
in the puddle
wearing a garland of hope
a crown of thorns
a moment of agony
unfathomable
the depth of destiny
refuge in one another's agony!
a saga of suffering
a smile thrown here and there
ah, in installments
drain traces of life!
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