Is this just to placate?
Do I see diamonds in you?
The cracks in you let out such beautiful light
Cleansing myself in your honesty
Daydreams of potential
Words that never happened
How large is our seed?
May time speak
From tumultuous wild you arose
So close, yet couldn’t touch
Figment of potential
Have we overhyped out of depravity?
Depths of despair, I found you there
Wise words in a foreign tongue
Float or sink
May time speak
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